This is a song about "Fueture"

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

Packed with potential my goal is give quality rather than quantity

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

I like alliterative verses, i like cussing and inovative curses

Now money is a service, but it's worthless, there's no purpose, shit,

I'm above the average rapper cause this is crack i spit