This is a song about "Next"

Since we not even talking

You wake the next morning

And he, what's his name, earl

"eyeing every next girl..."

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Better then sex is what goes on next.

Now i pass it on to the next

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Afraid to see what might come next,

Of the next generation...

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Make the fingers snap

Just wait til the next track