This is a song about "Our dreams"

And she throws up whatever she eats

In aberdeen chasing dreams

I give bitches dick and leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

Five shots she ready to leave

I rap supreme no need for dreams

Little more weed, first class seats

So goodnight and sweet dreams

Get a good job, follow your dreams

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

When will my dreams come true

And while you doin you

I'm why baby mommas leave

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

Welcome to our dreams

I say "stay", she wanna leave