This is a song about "California dreamin"

We ain't never 'gon be, i'll be leavin' in the morning

Don't let your demons keep you from dreamin and find your calling

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

You'd wish that you were dreamin when i reap and dispell hate

Where every recipient, property of the state

Sittin here dreamin bout spittin at my own shows

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Been at work needing the bucks dreamin' but aint been sleeping much

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her