This is a song about "Dying dream"

It's roc nation, this my team

Rapping is no longer just a dream,

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying

After all the times i preferred dying.

And my only fear's a wedding ring

But i'm accomplishing my dream

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

I runaway with lights flying, waiting till day the nights dying

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

It was only a dream

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

Bring the battering ram where you live

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Obama trying, i'm not lyin', too many people dying