This is a song about "The future"

And i just bought a new ray gun from the future

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Young money gone in the future helpful improvements

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I started,not thinking about the future

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Cash rules everything, even rules the future

And then in the future, a weaver

As i coordinate the perfect feature

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

To build a brighter future for the country and the future born frees

And there's little to be glad for

Hopped up the plane came back from the future

Gotta lay low in the future mane

I wish i’ll never see you again