This is a song about "Future technology"

Im just a man writin rhymes harder than technology

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

We used to be societies that would innovate technology,

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

No prospects for the future

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

To find that better future.

Took the van, went snatch her

Do we plan for our future

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

But since i don't know ma future

I said i'm hurting her

Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

We used to be societies that would innovate technology,

Everybody watching while you touching real money