This is a song about "Killing our dreams"

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

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

So if you wanna leave

Taking over all my dreams

I rap supreme no need for dreams

Gotta go, let her leave

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Whether it was prison or a killing,

In aberdeen chasing dreams

I give bitches dick and leave

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Can you decipher my dreams

Called it an ep, they said i’m tripping

Not for attention for killing

Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats