This is a song about "Future philosphy"

I share rhyme in the sewer

Thinking about my future

I started,not thinking about the future

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

But what you can’t see is my future,

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Future rests on our youth

Destiny or future

And i ain't frontin for her

I don’t care where ya are

But since i don't know ma future

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

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

I was makeing room for a pretty nigga in the future,

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her