This is a song about "I do shit that you dreamed of"

But nah, i can't do that, i'm not that type of man

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

I dreamed of being that cool kid who rapped without a blueprint

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

The shit you do to me is no fault of your own,

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Do me a favor and stop with that corny shit you got

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Last night i dreamed that, i had my dick sucked by this chick i always fantasize

Kod a couple fifties like a precinct

You think that your full of shit blink

I can do all that other shit later

Regardless to all them, i appease her

So y'all niggas can fly

I got that shit, that makes you high