This is a song about "Future child"

Shit i'm lying too! told that bitch i love her for her mind

So i started goin' wild like a steel jungle child,

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

I determine your future.

Sweetpea? sounds like a little child raper

Folarin, the muse of the hater

No prospects for the future

I think it excited her

Child support and welfare

Throw your money in the air

Do we plan for our future

I don’t care where ya are

Ignore me because i am a broken child

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind