This is a song about "Travel to future"

Wish to stop ma future from being a halloween

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

I have to deal with bullshit everyday, what the future holds,

I don't do dishes but i throw away your mothafuckin plates//

Replaced wicked sins or innocence chased, i wanna travel back to the greats,

Live life to the fullest, travel to brooklyn/

Carolina where i made it from

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Now my future is starting to look unclear

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Nostradamus couldn't be honest to tell me my future

Preparing for the future ya we're built to last.

But my plan is to show you that i understand

To find that better future.

That i will leave earth with her