This is a song about "Dreams on life"

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Dreams riding him on rockets shit in his locket of rhymes from his pocket

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

When life is too good to carry on

Through fiends and thieves dreams of shit grown on money trees,

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Live the life i envision every minute in my dreams

Gotta take my dreams on

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

Dreams to be on top, never knew things would change

I flipped satans switch, its on let me fulfill my dreams

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