This is a song about "Found the dil of ny dreams"

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

I enjoy living in the fiction of my dreams

Thinkin of the the dreams

Cause after all the lights and screams

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Mouth of midas so dreams are close clean

Dreams of the world, diamonds rubies

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck

I have a pocket full of dreams, but not the jeans yet

Im just another one of these stars that you might'a found

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Went out and had a church of kids

Trying to follow dreams of glitz

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

Or just wanna talk i want to be the girlfriend of your dreams