This is a song about "Follow my dreams"

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Cause thats really that matters to me and my mommas both dreams

They giving niggas letters here and they ain't sending mail

They say follow your dreams, but expect you to fail

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

My dreams started coming true

Get a good job, follow your dreams

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Live the life i envision every minute in my dreams

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

Pay dues like a hair salon

Gotta take my dreams on

I enjoy living in the fiction of my dreams

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

In private, not public in the streets

Yet unable to pay for cable in my dreams