This is a song about "Haters tryna fuck up ma dream"

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Could switch up rhyme scheme like a dream

Like i told god ill never give up on my haters/

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Like fuck all the haters

Let's enjoy our younger years

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

You dream of cream and obscene fuck scenes

Run up in the crib tryna uncover shit

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Not giving a fuck what the haters say

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

Yo i dream to be also an mc but still ma raps getting a c

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I woke up in the morning and it was just a dream.

We self-made but never is an i on the team