This is a song about "Dreaming of angels"

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Dreaming of being the best at this rap shit

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame

Fuck it, im leaving

It feels like i'm still dreaming

I said pay me it’s nothing

Now let the angels sing

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Dreaming too another religion based off of flying pigeons

In the city of angels no one is safe

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Dreaming of flying, light was seeping through the blinds