This is a song about "Dream recorder"

Blurring slurring voice during this battle on any sound recorder

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

Thinking about living in my life long dream

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

The pendulum swing it's not a dream

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Tell a bitch lean

I dream of makin green/

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

This feels like something out of a dream

But only in my sleep do i dream

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

As i lie and cheat my way to the american dream