This is a song about "Dreams hope"

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

No responsibilities only focused on my dreams

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

In the glass runs dry- but i have hope and i have dreams-

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

Is it normal to have lucid dreams

And yea i should’ve seen the signs by my first quote

Clever and never surrender my hope

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Silenced, nothing is peachy keen, and so dreams,

These other lil' niggas just sellin' ya'll dreams

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks