This is a song about "Rylees hairline"

It's only a dream, check point reality one

You just working with the scraps you was given

No longer with us; he's deceased

I'm always out in the cotton field

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

Till i shine at the finish line/

Someone who couldn’t meet the gpa average line,

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

And the wrong time

Put 'em all in a line

Ball out, ball hard, you can't cause it's rent time

Till i shine at the finish line/

If you thought it, it better be what you want

Since then you crossed, now you brought all of what is your fault

Don't worry just done get inside

A little on the dissolved side