This is a song about "One last shot"

Might be the last one you have

So much class, double d’s and ass

One last thing before y'all leave.

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Penalty your leadership critiquing me some from the bleachers

And im careful not to waste, one shot one kill on you beaters

Came bursting out in one final shot,

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

One last shot, this time below the belt

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

I've got this one chance, one miss it for the whole shot,

When you only get one shot, only get 1 shot

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop