This is a song about "Future"

Bitch, i was born to ball

Odd future, wolfgang kill 'em all

No prospects for the future

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

I don't really give a fuck

Super duper future luck.

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

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Do not attempt to interfere

Thought then my future wasn't clear

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Just hold it, fuck past and the future

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Nothing for the future

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Cash rules everything, even rules the future