This is a song about "Realities and dreams"

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

Hold onto dreams and see where the cream has got us

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

In the glass runs dry- but i have hope and i have dreams-

Spread thin between dreams and obligations,

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Within my mind i strive to succeed and drive my dreams

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

She's got me love stoned from everywhere

You and your brother got dreams?i dont care

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

And it seems that it was dreams the was telling us,

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Husteling and my dreams i be feeling

Get easy then you'll see is just the weed and sleazy dreams,

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens