This is a song about "Future generations"

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

Future wives and future husbands, yes we were young and

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Ya whats my future hold/

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

No prospects for the future

You know...you know who you are

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Odd future, wolfgang kill 'em all

To find that better future.

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Not cocky, that's just honest speech

Future youtube hits reach

Inspiring new rappers for generations

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns