This is a song about "Fallen dreams"

When will my dreams come true

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

I'm why baby mamas leave

I rap supreme no need for dreams

I've fallen down a dark road full of regret

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

Is it normal to have lucid dreams

And she throws up whatever she eats

Welcome to our dreams

Five shots she ready to leave

All that ass in your jeans

In aberdeen chasing dreams

I've fallen in shock in a coffin that's locked

Say the word and i'mma give you what you want

Taking over all my dreams

Little more weed, first class seats