This is a song about "Our tomorrow"

It’ll all change tomorrow

Heard that you alright though

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

And when you live in the ghetto, it could fall down tomorrow,

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Tonight you could blow up, tomorrow you suck

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Yeah, you wont get it till tomorrow

My raps are of least concern,i'll see ya tomorrow,

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

It's tomorrow they should worry about not yesterday,

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

And take a nap till tomorrow, face down, on my chin

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow

Never knowing 'bout eviction, that could fall down tomorrow,