This is a song about "Summer of my dreams"

My dreams started coming true

Cause when i make this stew

Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

This why i always follow my dreams

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

Wouldn't sell my soul to the devil for summer jam,

Dreams of the world, diamonds rubies

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

Dreams of a better life might get me through this cruel summer/

Dreams of having my shit played back on popular stereo

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

Sweating in my sleep dreams of losing what i keep

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique