This is a song about "Leave your dreams"

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Leave your running to your mamma,

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

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

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

And crush your fuckin dreams cause im such a piece of shit

Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard-tangled grammar

To rap you need skill or watching all your dreams fall shatter

After my life force depletes kid ill haunt your dreams bitch,

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Or just wanna talk i want to be the girlfriend of your dreams

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Get a good job, follow your dreams

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her