This is a song about "Hop in tomorrow doesn t come"

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

Reaching for the golden throne that hip-hop died in/

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

If not today, then maybe tomorrow

It's in hip-hop culture that we disrespect our women,

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Lost my nigga over nothing though

Ill come back to the scene tomorrow