This is a song about "Final fantasy vii"

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Examining a calamity advancing in a fantasy

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

We were livin a fantasy

No words to encourage me, that shit is fantasy

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Set me free, from reality, that'll be, my fantasy

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

As i light one for ill will

And it aint my final

Was it a blur of memoires combine by fantasy

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

We were livin a fantasy

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

They'll feel horrendous in their final living seconds