This is a song about "Good dreams"

Five shots she ready to leave

Taking over all my dreams

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

Good morning, good raps, good morrow, good luck

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Can you decipher my dreams

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Trying to follow dreams of glitz

I just wanted to be at peace with you

My dreams started coming true

Whipping whatever i, 460ls you

When will my dreams come true

No responsibilities only focused on my dreams

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets