This is a song about "Stares conservative future loughborough"

Future wives and future husbands, yes we were young and

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

To find that better future.

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

Menacing stares, he glares makin' the hairs all on the back of your neck stand

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

I'd rather hang out with conservative cynical bigots,

Just hold it, fuck past and the future

Ay yo you wonder who i are

I pipe in and one night her

Thinking about my future

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

She stares at his glare thinking about her dead beat father

Conservative shit but the losers is striking we stay where the kites retaliate

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make