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

Or take my dreams to a spearpoint and lance em

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

Husteling and my dreams i be feeling

Now this is what i call an evening

All that ass in your jeans

So goodnight and sweet dreams

My friends and fam hear me,

Dc, man over money

Put up and smoke that weed,

But i'm not worried

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

Time to open my first eye and see dreams

Within my mind i strive to succeed and drive my dreams

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Im the best in my dreams and nothing less in real life

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive