This is a song about "Life and dreams"

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Or take my dreams to a spearpoint and lance em

Everything ain't what it seems

So goodnight and sweet dreams

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Within my mind i strive to succeed and drive my dreams

You succeeded when dreams and reality are almost equal

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Dreams of a better life might get me through this cruel summer/

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

So if it's all the same i'll drop some game instead and then get back to dreams

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

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

The choice can be no other

And cause all their dreams to rupture