This is a song about "Future goals"

Don't let your goals lead you where your hell is,

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

Common goals to testify, a lesson to lessen others eyes

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Is all over and all of your goals are gone!

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

If my goals are odd i take as a challenge

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

No prospects for the future

Our goals unfold with no torch to see the open road

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

You reflect in this heart of mine

Now you have your goals, and a deadline

They'd tell you i'm some bipolar, hard drug user

I started,not thinking about the future