This is a song about "Next"

Police discovery early the next day

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

He came back the next day and became the next osama,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Limitless influence next to a crucifix

Couldn't draw the line, guess what happens next

My god come before this bread

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

Wishing i was next to you

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

For i'm the next phenomenon,

Or generate the next line,

I got a part time