This is a song about "Dreams and opportunities"

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

So if it's all the same i'll drop some game instead and then get back to dreams

And it seems that it was dreams the was telling us,

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

So my dreams turn to horror as is it and i watch

Shade doesn’t matter, heart makes the lover

And cause all their dreams to rupture

So goodnight and sweet dreams

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Scarfin down barbiturates dreams and reality there's no different

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

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Wave at my opportunities while they're passing away,

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

We' ve got opportunities to create