This is a song about "About future love"

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

You're right about that, darren, our hunt for love.

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I started,not thinking about the future

Thinking about my future

Said when i do dirt wit her

Well, that's what you are

To find that better future.

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

That's why i consider rappad the fucken future

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

Only when were gonna make love n about to undress,

You write about love and you think you above all of

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush