This is a song about "Future"

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

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

That's why i consider rappad the fucken future

Said when i do dirt wit her

Thinking about my future

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

We teach our future our past

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Super duper future luck.

Say what you wanna but

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Sorry, i'm just scared of the future

Nothing for the future

You gon' tip her