This is a song about "Last cal"

Frigging regular mischief, yep this shit's gonna last

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

South cal, we runnin' this rap shit

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

I made my last fucking mistake.

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

Enjoy this breath cause its you last

But make sure if they do see

Was last year, lookin all clammy

If you ain't about money

Next last to integrity,

I'm crying because i know i can't last,

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

'pound it into yo head, you won't last!

They could never understand