This is a song about "Future"

Future rests on our youth

Its cold as shit in this booth

To find that better future.

Say bye bye to her

Know you want me to fall

Odd future, wolfgang kill 'em all

Distracting you from your future anarchy.

God mc oh my god you gotta see

We teach our future our past

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

That's why i consider rappad the fucken future

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Nothing for the future

Ay yo you wonder who i are