This is a song about "My last cigaret"

Should this be my last breath i'm blessed cause it was purposeful

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Now i'm the last one,i got a price on my head

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

My past experiences, the last appearing in poems

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

Physical time on this earth short, but my legend will last

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

I'll just sit here, and kick back with my last bong.

Fuck it, this is my last try

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why