This is a song about "Tomorrow land"

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Cuz he was messing in no mans land

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

Apparently we're sharing this generic plot of blessed land,

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

Till i land in the land of flames and disbelievers of morals

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Yeah, you wont get it till tomorrow

She probably had a reason though

Better make the most of today,i got school tomorrow

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

Going to the southern land

600 benz, condo six hundred grand