This is a song about "Following you dreams"

I wuld still find you in ur dreams, askin you to look up to the sky/

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Get blown like lawn leaves

Can you decipher my dreams

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Everyone has to go to school, you must to live dreams

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from

Chasin dreams man, you know i'm in that mclaren,

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

And breaking the cycle not following your genes

We all dream one day we be kings and queens

So ya im obssesd wit horror make you have dreams

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

I'm tired of following other shadows,

Your rap dreams are something that you should be abandoning.

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing