This is a song about "Dreams and goals"

Go out and work, read your goals 'fore bedtime

You better get yours fore i reach mine

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

Husteling and my dreams i be feeling

And all my dreams are shattered shes the only thing im after/

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Climbin a mountain to my life goals/

So while you worry about the hoes

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

With scars apon my wrists and razors in my dreams

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Through fiends and thieves dreams of shit grown on money trees,

Or take my dreams to a spearpoint and lance em

Here i go again, falling in love again