This is a song about "Future lives"

So here i am at the store for some chips

We are having the time of our lives

Feel our lives begin to decay

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

I'm no psychic, i don't know the future

Good love then i can do that for her

Young lives and the garda

You made me wanna

Messing up priorities and mindlessly living their lives,

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

And levered your lives... with happiness!

She can make a pimp fall in love

Took the van, went snatch her

To find that better future.

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

But what you can’t see is my future,