3025

Yeah… Commander… Future glow… Neon in the pavement when I step through… ⸻ Hook: In the future it’s BNWO, City lights bend when I walk in slow. Bunnies on deck in a perfect row, Cuck bois hush when they feel my flow. Neon hum soft when the power grow, Whole room shift when the truth unfold. Sky turn blue then the ground turn gold— Welcome to the world that I now control. ⸻ Verse 1: Slide through the district where the streetlights blink, Neon on the concrete shimmer like pink. Bunnies in formation on the rooftop link, Legs toned tight from the drills I sync. Cuck bois wait quiet by the far back door, Hands behind they spine like they built for chore. No pressure, no shoutin’, they just know the lore— Commander in the future mean respect at the core. Bunnies jog past in they midnight fits, Uniform black with the gold-lined stitch. They train with grace, not a move too quick, Whole squad shine—yeah, the progress thick. I stroll calm, mint tea in hand, Future mapped out like a long-term plan. Lights hum low when I scan the land, BNWO stamped like a royal brand. ⸻ Hook: In the future it’s BNWO, City lights bend when I walk in slow. Bunnies on deck in a perfect row, Cuck bois hush when they feel my flow. Neon hum soft when the power grow, Whole room shift when the truth unfold. Sky turn blue then the ground turn gold— Welcome to the world that I now control. ⸻ Verse 2: Float through the corridor, chrome floor shine, Bunnies lined up like they dressed in time. Smell like cocoa butter with a twist of lime, Discipline carved in they daily grind. Cuck bois stand still near the hydro-glass, Lights change colors when the elites walk past. They take notes quiet on they future tasks— No questions needed, they don’t even ask. Worth of a kingdom in the room I’m in, Gold-foil walls with the humming wind. She whisper, “Commander, is this where it begin?” I said, “No sweetheart—this is discipline.” Purple-tinted skylines, emerald sheen, Floating cars glide like they run on steam. BNWO future lookin’ crisp and clean— All by design, not a fever dream. ⸻ Hook: In the future it’s BNWO, City lights bend when I walk in slow. Bunnies on deck in a perfect row, Cuck bois hush when they feel my flow. Neon hum soft when the power grow, Whole room shift when the truth unfold. Sky turn blue then the ground turn gold— Welcome to the world that I now control. ⸻ Verse 3: Up in the sky-lounge where the glass float free, Bunnies sit tall with they eyes on me. I guide the pace like a symphony, Every step I take shape destiny. Cuck bois stationed on the lower deck, Hands folded tight with they minds on check. They study my tone, my walk, my spec— Knowing I assign roles with respect. Bunnies evolve in the new-age light, Learning discipline morning to night. By 3025 they shining bright, Whole BNWO future built airtight. Future so bright it distort the view, Neon clouds shift in a violet hue. Everything balanced when they see me through— Commander stand tall… the prophecy true. ⸻ Final Hook / Outro: In the future it’s BNWO, City lights bend when I walk in slow. Bunnies in rows where the stardust flow, Cuck bois bow down ’cause they already know. Neon hum warm when the power grow… This the new world… And I run that show. Commander…