This is a song about "Dreaming career"

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

So that make you a queen, surviving anything

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

Started caring about my self than my rapping career

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

Wandering dreaming constantly thinking

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

But still be dreaming bout you

I wish that i was sleeping in my bed cozy just dreaming

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

And mothafuckin' dreaming,

A break from what you hearing

I’ve never seen my neighbors

End your career in a verse

Pop off i'm pistol peteing, hate my team just cause we dreaming

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring