This is a song about "Fantasy stuff"

No more showering you with stuff,

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

Fantasy falls apart leaving me so frustrated

You in to that animal stuff

I'm breathing for a purpose

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

The rest of ya'll live inside a delusional fantasy

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Yeah i remember all that stuff,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

We're all just living in a fantasy

Damn man that's some good stuff

Or now they don't praise enough

That's why i'm makin' money

We were livin a fantasy