This is a song about "Last resor"

I refuse to ever come in last

Miami nights, made a couple grand

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Flew past fast, threw the atmosphere last,

They got me trapped

It's sure to be the last

If you ain't first, you came in last

Cause i got the burner in the hand

It's such a lonely world

And the last one got burned.

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

First name dizzy last name b

I came up hungry

Next last to integrity,

Fast lane on that last gear,

And never should you fear