This is a song about "The last"

At least more than the last one

And i listen to common

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Social life hit on the back, now this shit's gonna last

I can't touch her, so for pleasure

That the pain won't last forever

I got laugh till the last breath

Carefree i don’t need the stress

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Gotta top the charts just to make myself last

You kicked it, surpassed all the crap and expelled it at last

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

My past experiences, the last appearing in poems

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Fuckers don’t even know the last of it

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit