This is a song about "Dear future husband"

Destiny or future

Or something that you paid for

Said when i do dirt wit her

Nothing for the future

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

I determine your future.

Dear me, in about ten years

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

No prospects for the future

Sneaker may come sooner

I get scared, she says may i help you dear?

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

Y'all mario brothers, i'm metal gear

Queer, i'm not into you dear

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

With her own married husband, a bitch and a whore,