This is a song about "Thoughts about the future"

Just to let you know, you are

Nothing for the future

You is not hip then i can not coach her

To me about the house the kids the future

Far as lyrical precision i'm imperial loser

That's why i consider rappad the fucken future

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

I was about eight or nine but i had no future career

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

So worried about what the future is bringing, is it gonna be good or will it be thinning?

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

The greatest thoughts of man,

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

I just keep telling them about the future, the money and the fame

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

I'm no psychic, i don't know the future