Welcome to the future, the wonderful future. Kids don’t talk to strangers. Strangers be careful, the kids a shoot ya. It’s simple. Written on the walls of temples it told the future. It talked about creatures, with human features. Human artificial. I got no issue with scriptures. Your interpretation though, it’s bullshit. Your religion, garbage. You talking nonsense. Hit it or miss, you need people with pistols @ your residence. Can’t trust the government underlings. (The truth is evident.) Rumblings in my stomach make me realize President whoever, can’t do shit for me! I’m a highly melaninated and intoxicated, and opinionated. You can’t do shit with me. My mixtape is the best thing since fried chicken. I put a panic pack inside my piece pipe and smoke it. Grow magic mushrooms inside horse shit. Fuck the government! Fuck the police! Fuck that bitch, that burned me when I fucked her. When I see her I’m a smack her

This is the future, It’s not what they promised. It’s what THEY wrote about. Welcome to the future. The wonderful future. I’d like to introduce you to the future. My present

They talk about the coming time. Well, the time is come and in the meantime, the dreamtime, was fun. Grab your guns. Feel your lungs, with weed smoke. Don’t choke. Yeah I know. It’s hard to do that. I grab a hood rat and ghetto gag her. Why? It’s fun to do that. They recognize my face but not my name. Change the game, maybe my ambition is getting paid and getting laid in the shade in sunshine in the summertime in the winter time. So I grind out and Stack my cash. Until I find out, what to do with it. It’s a code to the streets. They ruthless in the boardroom. Don’t trust ‘em, like hoes in a bedroom. I don’t love ‘em. Protect yourself. I’m going to use this big dick like a big stick and paint the whole world black and brown again. I’m fucking everything!

This is the future, It’s not what they promised. It’s what THEY wrote about. Welcome to the future. The wonderful future. I’d like to introduce you to the future. It’s my present

If a hen went inside the oven and had some babies would you call them biscuits or chickens? Are we n***as or Africans? The foundation starts before the basement. That’s one to play with. You think cash is king? Guess what? They taking shit for free, n***a. (I want you to come for me) You chose religion I chose to be God. It’s Hard. I know n***a. It’s easy to sheep. It’s hard to be free. Pussy talking to me, said “Come inside me.” Vesica piscis. I might just do that. It’s fun to that. Condoms are evil, don’t let the media deceive you people. I wonder how Zumbi, would feel if he could see me now. Rappers want to be crowned King, sound like clowns to me. We have all the freedom in the world. All the pretty girls of the world wanna be my lady, have babies. I could fuck this world BLACK & BROWN. They fear the future. Their future now

This is the future, It’s not what they promised. It’s what THEY wrote about. Welcome to the future. The wonderful future. I’d like to introduce you to the future. It’s my present