This is a song about "Our dreams"

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

No responsibilities only focused on my dreams

That means two, between me and you

My dreams started coming true

Everything ain't what it seems

Get a good job, follow your dreams

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams

About disaster in the world and

We teach our future our past

Five shots she ready to leave

So goodnight and sweet dreams

I call em up, they might fall through

When will my dreams come true