This is a song about "Im on some future shit"

Shit they rappers you worship is on some pathetic spit

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

On some rakim, tribe, big, kane, pun, em, and pac shit

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

All shit i spent some change on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Well, i can handle that

I was on some tribal shit...

I'd have to be on some honor shit.

This is like love, that you can never get

You hunnybun on some sweet shit,

How bout we blow this bit

Im rockin out to nirvana, smokin down on some good shit

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

On some mafia shit but i ain't fucking with that gang life

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price