This is a song about "My next x"

Yo! i'm really stepping up my game! x2

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

Straight from my mind, you won't find a dictionary next to me

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

My phone rings and i wonder who you took next

I'm messaging my next chapter

You told me god was the answer

Chills go down my spine when we make eye contact [x3]

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

So my next joint don't got to be so rough

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Ill mindfuck you over with my rhyming mentality, high off x die with mortality,