This is a song about "Dream team"

Im so good i need no tag team

Exclusives, y'all never seen

I got a dollar and a dream

You a pussy boy, you and your team

You get close but no cigar

Your team will crash like nascar

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Imagine living in a dream

Vc can't tell me nothin bout this team,

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

And gave the dream team just every night

Me and you i think we should ride

Dream of everyone in my team.

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

It was only a dream

For thinking you clean