This is a song about "Follwing dreams"

Believe i'll freddie krueger up your dreams.

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Bury me while i try producing my dreams

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Can barely walk the city streets

He's just living in his dreams

Warrents fights the strongest through my dreams.

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Welcome to our dreams

For achieve our dreams we must

And bijies like im out and

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe