This is a song about "Cash of your dreams"

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

Mo cash you got'll get you out of jail free

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

Or just wanna talk i want to be the girlfriend of your dreams

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Thinkin of the the dreams

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

You're acting hard like rappin' god's, like you're full of the cash,

They say i'm the one that's in all your nightmares and dreams

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams

And crush your fuckin dreams cause im such a piece of shit

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that