This is a song about "Last till 6am"

The faker they shakin' my hand

Flew past fast, threw the atmosphere last,

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

I still a late night solder till my last breath

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

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

If you ain't first, you came in last

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

This gin, till i drink this, yep this shit's gonna last

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Frigging regular mischief, yep this shit's gonna last

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

I'll spill your guts and i'll murder you till your last breath,

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

I understand i'm back by popular demand