This is a song about "Future aspirations"

That damier bag i bought her

I determine your future.

Odd future, wolfgang kill 'em all

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Do we plan for our future

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Good love then i can do that for her

Sorry, i'm just scared of the future

Nothing for the future

Huh, i can't interpret her

My future now being burned

Who dat, who dat? cole world

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

No other way to describe the punks who got no aspirations other than getting drunk

I can’t stand no motherfucking hoover

But since i don't know ma future