This is a song about "Big dreams"

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Strong will, big dreams, don't let it fizzle behind some ill-willed smoke screen

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

This why i always follow my dreams

Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams

Can barely walk the city streets

These other lil' niggas just sellin' ya'll dreams

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Is it normal to have lucid dreams

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Get a good job, follow your dreams

I give bitches dick and leave

We all dream one day we kings and queens

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams