This is a song about "Last supper"

Let's enjoy our younger years while they last

Got a nigga in her face just gassed

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Next last to integrity,

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

It's supper time and i need my cheesy mac

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

I refuse to ever come in last

Yea it's supper time and it's almost two

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you

If you ain't first, you came in last

The faker they shakin' my hand

I don't want those memories to last

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

The memories were to shitty to even last,