This is a song about "Dreams and money"

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Husteling and my dreams i be feeling

So goodnight and sweet dreams

Everything ain't what it seems

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

I got money mind and money on my wrist

European model white bitch is eating donuts

The money trees, triple beam, the dreams of jugs,

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

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Scarfin down barbiturates dreams and reality there's no different

I was a reckless teen, with wild hopes and dreams,

This song about you, then you probably need to leave