This is a song about "Dreaming for"

And mothafuckin' dreaming,

But he don't rule a thing

Why not me the same thing

It feels like i'm still dreaming

Dreaming dignity delivered

Too focused, one word

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

I'm scared that i won't stop dreaming

Bun b, i’m underground king

You're smitten with this woman, both of you dreaming, into wishing for instant infants

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame