This is a song about "Cash of your dreams"

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

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Cause all i want is you, baby

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

Not with cash with the blood that's from your veins

For the occasion, paper planes

This batmobile is real hard to steer

Run towards your dreams not towards your fear

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

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

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last