This is a song about "Dreams coming true while struggling to get to them"

I give you my heart just don’t break the shit to pieces

Even my analyst is struggling to handle this

Cause this worlds gonna get whats coming to it

I work hard for everything i get

Welcome to our dreams

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Like im supposed to give up and let them get to me?

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

But the flow is just so true to me the speakers bass shooting through to me i get

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Thats how possibilities of dreams comin' true stay of out them

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

True hip hop to core i soar high while you hit the floor

This is my point of view, ya dreams of leaving ant ever coming true,

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you