This is a song about "Dreams die"

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Warrents fights the strongest through my dreams.

Silenced, nothing is peachy keen, and so dreams,

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

All my niggas ride or die

I bet you've never seen a pig fly

No responsibilities only focused on my dreams

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Track 6.) wu tang dreams (c.r.e.a.m.)

And i put you on the team

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Riding around without a fuck given

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens

Believe i'll freddie krueger up your dreams.

Let the grief itself die.

When i'm low, she take me high