This is a song about "Future"

Regardless to all them, i appease her

But what you can’t see is my future,

Good love then i can do that for her

I started,not thinking about the future

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

To find that better future.

See, i like the person that you are

Ya whats my future hold/

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

I said i'm hurting her

I determine your future.

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

That's why i consider rappad the fucken future

Future wives and future husbands, yes we were young and

This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different