This is a song about "Funky dreams"

Bumping heavy d and the boys, still chunky, but funky

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Yo, this is some funky rhythm hitting composition

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

In aberdeen chasing dreams

All that ass in your jeans

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

So ill leave after i spit a bit of some funky shit,

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

Of that funky, chunky, smelly green shit.

Thinkin of the the dreams

I'm why baby mamas leave