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

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

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

But he never caught on he was caught up

What a mess! but we clean in the club

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

Got my clothes togeather had a meeting with universal

And mine somewhere bout mars

They got caught up with cops

That damier bag i bought her

But then it caught on fire

You coulda had me, but now you with a fucking tool.

Sometimes it ain't what's up, sometimes you play the fool

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

Guess that these bread fans with less raps got caught with a red hand

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Back the fuck up if youve never had shattered dreams