This is a song about "Over fantasy"

Set me free, from reality, that'll be, my fantasy

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

A fucking sociopath living in fantasy killed his whole family just to live happily,

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

We were livin a fantasy

Fuck that now trying get the money

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

It's over, it's over, it's all over.

But they didn't know this was the wrong streetbang bang, count another casualtybut it's a cop whose shop is brutality

This is reality, livin life unhappily, snap out of ya fantasy or else yull lose your sanity

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

His edgy fantasy slowly takin'

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

No words to encourage me, that shit is fantasy

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Crackin' me up that you're havin' this laughable fantasy