This is a song about "Killing our dreams"

Can you decipher my dreams

Gotta go, let her leave

Not for attention for killing

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

.started makin stak..killing killing killing killing killing killing raps

Malcolm x, by any means

Taking over all my dreams

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

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

Can barely walk the city streets

I rap supreme no need for dreams