This is a song about "Folowing yur dreams"

When will my dreams come true

I ain't tryna diss you

Taking over all my dreams

Get blown like lawn leaves

So here i am at the store for some chips

Trying to follow dreams of glitz

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

No responsibilities only focused on my dreams

So goodnight and sweet dreams

I'm why baby mamas leave

Even when my dreams are dead

And please never disrespect my set

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

As much as i wanna leave

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

Get a good job, follow your dreams