This is a song about "Agent dreams"

Even when my dreams are dead

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Thinkin of the the dreams

Ass shots in her seven jeans

My dreams are unstoppable

A criminal grind mean hustle

Get blown like lawn leaves

So goodnight and sweet dreams

Get a good job, follow your dreams

As much as i wanna leave

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

No responsibilities only focused on my dreams

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Trying to follow dreams of glitz

Silenced, nothing is peachy keen, and so dreams,

Can barely walk the city streets