This is a song about "Last day"

And on the last day you get one

Top ranked, number one my son

If you ever feel alone and

Flew past fast, threw the atmosphere last,

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

I refuse to ever come in last

I go through each day like it's my last, i've done wrong but that's in my past.

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

Afraid every day will be the day of my last visit

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

The pain of the memories of you in the hospital last, forever and a day it seems.

I don't want those memories to last

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

I need money in a major way

And it happens from day to day