This is a song about "Following you dreams"

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

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

Skillful problem solving with fans following like herds

Ravishing, rick rude of rappin you bastards

You know i grew up poor but aspired to bougie dreams,

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

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

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Receive a cult following my own empire

You and your brother got dreams?i dont care

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

We'll believe you in your dreams, you should choose to wake up

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

You succeeded when dreams and reality are almost equal