This is a song about "Your my future"

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Still got my future ahead, should be happy i'm not dead

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Just a minor, my depression's got my future on the wire/

That i will leave earth with her

But what you can’t see is my future,

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

My reflection remains a blur, stuck between future potential and lost history

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

You never know the future, but this is my prediction

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

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

You could of played your part, but you waste away your future.

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

He can have my past but he can't take my future