This is a song about "Jasmine stow"

We're living in a fantasy

I had nobody but my family,

I pray for my family

Perhaps it's just a fantasy

Resort to robbin' to feed my family

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

Versace odor and lamborghini owner

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

A happy home, that's my fantasy

Now i'm missin my family

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears

K family, billionaires

My flow's frozen solid, it's the middle of winter,

Cause honestly i feel the radio is staright filler