This is a song about "Future"

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Do we plan for our future

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Distracting you from your future anarchy.

I think it excited her

I determine your future.

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Just hold it, fuck past and the future

Flow minded but future looking carted

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

Future wives and future husbands, yes we were young and

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent