This is a song about "Some dreams"

I'm the head coach of the team

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

When you keep em right beside you

My dreams started coming true

Finish line with the tire marks

Both dreams got different parts

I swear i have some dreams that i wish on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

Get blown like lawn leaves

Gotta go, let her leave

Get a good job, follow your dreams

Taking over all my dreams

All that ass in your jeans

So goodnight and sweet dreams

Get grand slam fans out of they seats