This is a song about "Future not speaking english"

Solitude but not all alone speaking to people on the phone

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

So any future amends is not my call

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

This is to my unborn child

Keep me from speaking my mind

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Still got my future ahead, should be happy i'm not dead

But my junior year english teacher portrayed

Yeah i vv'd the stones, dogg, i'm into cake

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

The truth is that the future for our youth is not a brighter time,