This is a song about "Quantic dream"

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

They call us misfits, societies worst dream

As i lie and cheat my way to the american dream

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

The dream team is nothing but a dream

Asking him to pursuit my dream

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

We're we really true or was it just dream

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

The bitches is everything in between

Make me wonder was its just a dream

I'm the head coach of the team

But only in my sleep do i dream