This is a song about "Never having dreams"

What them tippers don't see

Having some prosperity

Never meeting his true love, having kids,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

I will never be done i'm having too much fun

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Since when was having dreams a crime?/

Can you decipher my dreams

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

If your having a bad day

And let the beat play

As much as i wanna leave

So goodnight and sweet dreams

Smoking weed having drinks and those days never end

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest