This is a song about "Killing our dreams"

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

In aberdeen chasing dreams

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

He's just living in his dreams

Everything ain't what it seems

Hoping that he's listening

Snooping around and killing

My divine itching and shrine killing

Get off a key like i can’t sing

These other lil' niggas just sellin' ya'll dreams

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

Five shots she ready to leave

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Gotta live your life and dreams, but people keep killing it