This is a song about "Dreams and nightmares"

Spread thin between dreams and obligations,

So here i am at the store for some chips

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Get easy then you'll see is just the weed and sleazy dreams,

Husteling and my dreams i be feeling

The time is now, on everything

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

And add nightmares to the mix.

I'm having dreams of his mother, taking her skin and displacing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Cause thats really that matters to me and my mommas both dreams

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

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

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

Time to open my first eye and see dreams

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans