This is a song about "Future"

"contemplate", i wrote about her

To find that better future.

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Had, like, the mixtape of the year

Thought then my future wasn't clear

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

Future wives and future husbands, yes we were young and

I'mma sign that work and release that

Flow minded but future looking carted

Poke out from behind her

No prospects for the future

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

But since i don't know ma future

I'm never the winner, always the loser

Cash rules everything, even rules the future