This is a song about "Beyond dreams"

Little more weed, first class seats

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

They think they bring that pain

I beyond lucifer's reign

Five shots she ready to leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

Can you decipher my dreams

So if you wanna leave

I am broken beyond repair,

It's that crack, give you something to sell

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

I go beyond the margin, escaping the mental

No where, beyond where, they already were.

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her