This is a song about "The uncertainty of the future"

Now the fate of your future relies on a college graduate guy.

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Of disbelief the past is over its time for the future and

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

It's all what you make of it, see how shit affects the future?

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

They claim they want peace but they paint the future with blood of the dove

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

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

Never driving through the boulevard, full of future stolen cars

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Must be something you want me to see

But the uncertainty makes you an urgency

My friends said my rappin is wack, i can't be the future face of this industry//

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see