This is a song about "Saving for the future"

But the fact of the matter is, were a country in need of saving

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Do we plan for our future

But that's what he liked her

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

And say it in a rhyme for the future of our youth,

I hate police so im saving the street!

The revolution will proceed

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

For all the future emcees i'll make cry will be rewarded

For all the future emcees i'll make cry will be rewarded

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that

The future for our youth's group is damned, the roots,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

And say it in a rhyme for the future of our youth,

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose