This is a song about "The last straw"

It wont be the first time or the last.

Cause i got the burner in the hand

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

I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act

It's sure to be the last

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

The past goes by so fast and it never last

Fuck you, this is the last time

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine

They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act

You restrict it, the past, it's over and it'll be the last