This is a song about "About a good future love"

I had a good day with my mother/ i felt love when i hugged her/

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I sit here writing so i can have a future

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

I was makeing room for a pretty nigga in the future,

Feeling good about it

You, you, you have to pay for that

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

Our love for each other was about to just about too expire

It's good, i'm about to steal your soul

18 year sentence with no parole

Try to start a rap off without crap about how good you flow.

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

So i think about the future with dreams that i can touch,

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage