This is a song about "Gleam"

That it's not fake, and tomorrow instead of drowning in my sorrows i gleam

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

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

My flows gleam, im the cold king put my throne in the blizzard

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Sharpened up and kept clean, those motherfuckers seem to gleam,

A flaming gleam while they scream unseen, a screaming cracked fiend

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

My trophies gleam in a distant sun

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

But as long as these eyes gleam

It's roc nation, this my team

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

But now you know what i'm bein through, but no matter what i'll always gleam//