For the Love Futuristic (Ft. Sincerely Collins)

[Verse 1: Futuristic]
Yo, ya
It started with a notepad and pencil
Only one instrumental, my bro was [?], I was little skittles
We set out to get em, no curse words but killin'
I was only six then, now I'm in the building
Momma found my raps though, threw em in the trash can
Said I wasn't old enough, I should be watching pacman
Or Blues Clues, or something stupid
Never know when I grow to be Mr. I Had To Do It
I kept spitting anyways, killed a talent show
In second grade they say I got astounding flow
I walked across the street to kick it with them black kids
Cuz white boys never listen to that rap shit
8-track shit, pops had the studio
I was just actin', like I had a movie roll
Talking bout some crazy shit, never been through it though
Vocab was so rad, that's why I had a crucial hoe
But I never even kissed her
I wonder what it would be like if a nigga was still with her
She got a kid and I was fucking with her sister
I never purposely dissed her, sometimes I still miss her
Outta my system I used to smoke with them older dudes
Running round doing things I wasn't supposed to do
Writing sad, slow songs about how I can't get over you
And you still got em, that's how I know it's true
We had big dreams, and we still do
I made big moves and you will too
But make sure that you do it for the love
Cuz all these niggas do it just because