This is a song about "Hood dreams"

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

Gotta go, let her leave

So goodnight and sweet dreams

He's just living in his dreams

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

From hollywood to the hood

No hook, fuck a hook

I'm chillin' in this hood

Aye, hold your head homie, look

In aberdeen chasing dreams

Cause after all the lights and screams

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

I rap supreme no need for dreams