This is a song about "Dreams in life"

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

I enjoy living in the fiction of my dreams

My dreams are beating me, life keeps killing me

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

After my life force depletes kid ill haunt your dreams bitch,

They say i'm the one that's in all your nightmares and dreams

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Deserve to be heard that's the vision in my dreams,

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

His anger ignites, dreams were shattered of his name in big lights.

Another morning he wakes up screaming, how he lost his dreams in

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Compose/ masterpieces in my dreams, pictures graphic

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic