This is a song about "Secure the future"

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

To me about the house the kids the future

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Sorry, i'm just scared of the future

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Nothing for the future

And there's little to be glad for

No prospects for the future

They'd tell you i'm some bipolar, hard drug user

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

And then in the future, a weaver

I stayed away from reading the plain dealer

Anticipating the future is an impossible task,

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure

That fear you felt, now you're secure,