This is a song about "Promise of whats to come"

To blossom a promise to end the false prophets and colossus profit

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact

This excrement means excellent rap, i make a lesser adapt

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Waiting for something good to finally come out of your mouth

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

So whats your reaction to my actions

Relize whats infront of you ythis whole time

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Trying to get back to this thing called love

I get to poke pocahontas, promise

I'm promise you're pussy to me fucker you nothin to me

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

A long list of teasing and beatings have come to this