This is a song about "Future luxury"

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

And their luxury life of crime, i'm writing rhymes on iron horses,

And i ain't frontin for her

But since i don't know ma future

And for me it's reversed

My future now being burned

Destiny or future

Took the van, went snatch her

To find that better future.

The ice ain't really nothing to her

And all women who had light features, see

Top dawg eating luxury pedigree

Ya whats my future hold/

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

But what you can’t see is my future,

Said when i do dirt wit her