This is a song about "Dreaming of angles"

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I'll come from multiple angles like a cross road intersection

But still be dreaming bout you

And all the shit you went through

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Dreaming of being the best at this rap shit

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

Dreaming of flying, light was seeping through the blinds

It feels like i'm still dreaming

Fuck it, im leaving

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

And mothafuckin' dreaming,

Money ain't a thing

It feels like i'm still dreaming