This is a song about "My future boyfriend not replying to my messages"

My future now being burned

We left em a world that's cursed

Explode/ like atom bombs, my future drastic

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

Nostradamus couldn't be honest to tell me my future

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Still got my future ahead, should be happy i'm not dead

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

And i have a few messages that i have to send

I don't know, obviously i disappear

Now my future is starting to look unclear

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

I'm living in the past looking to the future my own mentality reasons being

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

He can have my past but he can't take my future