This is a song about "Pocket full of dreams"

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese

I'm everything that they call nice

Full of futile exercises, for a future full of bars

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Dreams riding him on rockets shit in his locket of rhymes from his pocket

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Trick trick got them passes

Boot full of the ounces

4-3... yea, remember that please

Dreams of the world, diamonds rubies

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Full of myself, but still hungry

See dog? rap is my aim

I'm full of sin and shame

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

A book full of blank pages