This is a song about "Dream killer"

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Model bitches is on line like "beliebers" on twitter

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

I don't do the chasing hun, i'm a made killer

I slay em like a #serial #killer

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

And mine somewhere bout mars

I have no killer degree, cause

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

I flow on the stereo iller than a serial killer,

The dream team is nothing but a dream

Just before they seen my money in the green

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

#1 as a killer theirs mad craziness upstairs, its like i'm in a dream and when you