This is a song about "Destroyed dreams"

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Is it normal to have lucid dreams

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

They destroyed the game and all they wanna do is complain

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

He played, helped, enjoyed. she played, felt destroyed.

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

And peace has been symbolically destroyed like mangled doves,

I say "stay", she wanna leave

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

Malcolm x, by any means

So goodnight and sweet dreams

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Completely destroyed, beyond repair, living in despair

In aberdeen chasing dreams

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe