This is a song about "The final day"

Final disputes for the title but i got no rivals/

Together all the timethought it was true love

They hurting against a cypher's feat, from first to final, the guy to beat is me

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

Then some lady named billie holiday

Because at the end of the day,

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

After we kill em all phonic's will be the final cats to spit

6 feet deep in the ground your final destination

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

Now i can draw your face up pretty

The final fatality,

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,