This is a song about "Midsummers night dream act 1"

The dream team is nothing but a dream

Just before they seen my money in the green

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

I never though i'd think like this, i just dream at night of all the necks

Focus let me show you the light

And gave the dream team just every night

All night, till the morning we dream so long

And we don't know no right from wrong

1 & 1 doesn't equal crack rock in ya back pocket,

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

#1 as a killer theirs mad craziness upstairs, its like i'm in a dream and when you

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due