This is a song about "My puropse my dreams"

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

I flipped satans switch, its on let me fulfill my dreams

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams

Can barely walk the city streets

Even when my dreams are dead

Give us this day, our daily bread

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

With scars apon my wrists and razors in my dreams

Have evened at will my dreams be until

Here's your nigga, come hear this year

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

My dreams are falling like evil angels

Time to open my first eye and see dreams

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

My dreams started coming true

Girl i just love you