This is a song about "About a future relationship"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

To me about the house the kids the future

I got a hostile relationship with money like eminem and stan

We popping the fortune, not the fame, shit, you backwards, man

And i just bought a new ray gun from the future

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

And the future hold a great blast

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Life is a bitch; our relationship sucks, but i'm not ending it.

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Fucking with them niggas that don't care about they future,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

I think about the effect that "this" have on my relationship

But when i discuss a relationship your mad that we go back to this

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business