This is a song about "Dreams and realities"

Husteling and my dreams i be feeling

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

Im going to be in your nightmares and dreams of the day

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

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Within my mind i strive to succeed and drive my dreams

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

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

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

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

Hold onto dreams and see where the cream has got us

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus