This is a song about "Its my last verse"

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Caught you smokin' my last cigarette,

They just don't give a fuck

Tuck your knife its yo last up

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

On when the last strand collapsed to its lowest

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Mind deceives its shine. last of its kind, tries to leave its past behind.

My hearts on its last limb so it's destined to hurt me

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

My densest frees are condensed in this verse

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

You come you my door asking for a verse

I was rappin so loud, i forgot my last verse, i guess a rehearse would've been smart,

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part