This is a song about "Old time fantasy"

An happy home, that's my fantasy

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I can't tell reality from fantasy

I froze old time, now the future isn't runnin',

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

His employment turned to a fantasy, this voyage of prosperity

Fantasy falls apart leaving me so frustrated

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

To grow up in a perfect storybook fantasy

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

We were livin a fantasy

Malia family, we the family

His edgy fantasy slowly takin'

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win