This is a song about "Not a fantasy"

To grow up in a perfect storybook fantasy

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

And now that i’m getting money

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

I can't tell reality from fantasy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Was it a blur of memoires combine by fantasy

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

We were livin a fantasy

Stop living in a fantasy and wake up to reality, there's no morality

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

His edgy fantasy slowly takin'

She dreams of her fantasy world, living in a high place,

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case