This is a song about "Dreams of weed tight pussy for me"

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

For achieve our dreams we must

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Of ruthless verses tight as virgins

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

I rap supreme no need for dreams

Smoking weed, inhaling illegal chemicals, looking and hoping for some sort of relief,

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Who substituted for this weed

I said i got my ass beat

But tonight is all for me, so baby sleep tight

This is everything that we call hype