This is a song about "Dreams"

Welcome to our dreams

I'm why baby mommas leave

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Bury me while i try producing my dreams

Five shots she ready to leave

Taking over all my dreams

So goodnight and sweet dreams

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Silenced, nothing is peachy keen, and so dreams,

Warrents fights the strongest through my dreams.

Little more weed, first class seats

We all dream one day we kings and queens

Believe i'll freddie krueger up your dreams.