This is a song about "Ok what s next"

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

So what don’t you get, the next day you wont forget

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

Get out in front what you think happens next?

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Afraid to see what might come next,

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

Better then sex is what goes on next.

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

And don't perform after him or you might regret

Just playing around, laying some ground for what comes next

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Get out in front what you think happens next?

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

What came over me next was a fit of rage.