This is a song about "Dreamin"

Been at work needing the bucks dreamin' but aint been sleeping much

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

After lebron, i'm what's next

Quit dreamin, we aint gonna have sex

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Don't let your demons keep you from dreamin and find your calling

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Cold heart steady dreamin of tropical climates

Can't stop paper chasin' dreamin' i am mad rich

Niggas wild as shit. no rubber, just climb in that bitch

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

And dreamin', there ain't reason for breathin', can't knock the hustle,