This is a song about "In my dreams"

But only in my dreams cause it seems that's where all my options is

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

I just wanna sleep without these dreams in my visions,

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

No responsibilities only focused on my dreams

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

With scars apon my wrists and razors in my dreams

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Compose/ masterpieces in my dreams, pictures graphic

Can you decipher my dreams

I say "stay", she wanna leave

See i'm still yelling at my mama in my dreams

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Bury me while i try producing my dreams