This is a song about "Griding for the dream"

So i sit here in my room unsigned, waiting for the stars to align on my dream,

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

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Chasing after a dream lining up the tackle

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

My nigga made it, we just young, living the motherfucking dream.

The pendulum swing it's not a dream

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Waiting on a fishing line for this dream,

Your developmental league don’t see a team

It's the estate dream, written in our genes

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats