This is a song about "Flat screen tv"

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Wait till i destroy the childhood dream, that gleams on the tv screen/

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

See my self on the tv screen/

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

See my self on the tv screen/

We're stupid and confused, blow the fuse on the tv screen,

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

And i'm not about to let my lyrics become flat

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Finish your ream, when you catch up i'll greet you on the tv screen

Picked up the tape, the whole tv too

Real motherfuckin g's, this one is for you

Moron spitting bars behind his computer screen

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream