This is a song about "Wc final"

I guess i got to be a fucking hand-me-down rapper

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

Now i'm working on a final project i can show

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

I've got your final symphony planned out, in tune with a harp

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

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

And it aint my final

As i light one for ill will

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

This ain't the final act that ain't a lie i stay alive say i die

I will find my wizard of oz, find the final cause for this

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

And roars at hearth, the final farce, has come to pass/

See her man face-to-face through the glass