This is a song about "Meeting the girl of my dreams"

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Sweating in my sleep dreams of losing what i keep

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

I have a pocket full of dreams, but not the jeans yet

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Thinking of the girl in my basement named mallory

What happened to the dreams of beaches with bitches?

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

I can't take the pain and sorrow of losing my baby girl.

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

Live the life i envision every minute in my dreams

Malcolm x, by any means

Thinkin of the the dreams

They push me to do my dreams of being an mc

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click