This is a song about "Full filling a dream"

When you resurrect you'll ask yourself "was it a bad dream?"

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Bars filling paper, lines like cocaine from a news anchor.

This one goes out to everyone who's ever had a dream

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

Thats just a dream for you

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

Ranishia-baby boy me and you will make a dream

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

We've condemned them, locked. in a cell of consumerism,the american dream.