This is a song about "Cant be cloned"

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta flows that cant be beat,

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

I deserved to be reimbursed, cant spit they just dribble drops

She going to borrow some money

Guess i cant be me or not being me

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Nothing can be cant you see

My pockets looking full and my wallet cant be tamed

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

I cant stand to be away from you

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Bringing a crew would be good but, yall cant handle my fleet