This is a song about "American dream babe ruth and louis armst"

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Ranishia-baby boy me and you will make a dream

I dream of good life and riches

Shitto me that shit sound delicious

I had a dream, and i chased it,

Uh, yea yea, turn me up a lil bit

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Upward mobility's a myth, the american dream we can't reach,

And american music shows.

So while you worry about the hoes

You dream of cream and obscene fuck scenes

Can barely walk the city streets

Without you i ain't got no baby ruth

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

You're the luckiest girl babe

All dem niggas gonna hate