This is a song about "I got a million things on my mind"

I got a dolla and a dream, real fuckas on my team

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Roll my blunts fat, i'm finna make a million

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Their buzz internet and mines in her net

Now i'm the last one,i got a price on my head

I exited my room, i had death on my mind.

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

Iv'e been rapping my flag on about a million stages

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Cuz i got better things to do then rap with you, got my own path

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

With my mind, so i dont end up on a killing spree

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free