This is a song about "Future with her"

Left his future in shambles as shooter with hammers let loose to dismantle

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

I look into the future with determination set in place/

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

In her dreams with young eyes she sees her hero with an imaginary cape

If they ain’t talking bout paper

With bigger words then her

Fucking with them niggas that don't care about they future,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Supersonic future with computer shit spits quick, bionic

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Her only family was drugs, her future met with half shrugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

I found her in favela with a bullet in her head

But i can't cause my eyes are red, now he's dead