This is a song about "Codeine dreams"

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

On guitars no codeine in this resort we destroy

Believe i'll freddie krueger up your dreams.

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Five shots she ready to leave

Get a good job, follow your dreams

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

Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams

Can you decipher my dreams

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Warrents fights the strongest through my dreams.

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

This why i always follow my dreams

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves