This is a song about "Had dreams but got caught with weed"

Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams

In private, not public in the streets

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

They got caught up with cops

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Please correct me, stretch marks

Both dreams got different parts

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Like i chose to take that path but they got caught in a blood bath,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Love em both equally, but neither had a sequel with me

Smoking skunky weed, my nigga got caught by some teachers

10 deep hoodie, extra cushion in my sneakers