This is a song about "I have a drea"

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

I have a dick like a cannon and sperm like a cannonball

I don't really give a fuck

Like mgk i have a weak stomach/

Jokes on you i don't have a car

You get close but no cigar

Cause i break it out a lot

This ain't a battle i have fought

Here i go again, falling in love again

Clinical pain, i have a fuckin cynical brain,

And i have a few messages that i have to send

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

I’m clean motherfuckers i have a vision

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

I know you're weak an secretly tweakin countin petals knowin you gonna lose

Never had a drop, but what have i to lose, i still have the opportunity to choose,