This is a song about "Hopes for future"

Of disbelief the past is over its time for the future and

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

A criminal grind mean hustle

All hopes unreachable

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

And say it in a rhyme for the future of our youth,

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Do we plan for our future

I fucking hate this job

In hopes to get on top

Just cause i don't get votes don't mean i didn't kill everybody i faced,go practice first

Pretending to care for our future, but really, all you want is for us to be tortured

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

And i hope for a future, but now i’m mean and cold

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

Full of futile exercises, for a future full of bars