This is a song about "My dreams and friends and weed"

So goodnight and sweet dreams

Malcolm x, by any means

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

And all my dreams are shattered shes the only thing im after/

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Within my mind i strive to succeed and drive my dreams

I said i got my ass beat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

And it was complex how my friends and me got torn away,

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

So my dreams turn to horror as is it and i watch

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

And i stand as a motive for my friends

And i stand as a motive for my friends

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends