This is a song about "Future babe"

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

In fact 20 minutes before she died she said i love you babe.

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Sorry, i'm just scared of the future

Well babe i've never felt this way

Think i need another play

No prospects for the future

But that's what he liked her

It's a roller coaster babe, and sometimes i catch myself throwing up,

So when i rape a bitch i hold her down and get my best nut

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

And then along came the wrong man for her

Early adapters agree they all late

You're the luckiest girl babe