This is a song about "Summer of my dreams"

Can you decipher my dreams

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

I enjoy living in the fiction of my dreams

The temp of your blood will rise, hotter than the summer time.

You mean to tell me everything gon be fine

Go like i never seen a red light shine

Bright summer sky with my eyes on time,

No responsibilities only focused on my dreams

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Taking over all my dreams

I'm why baby mamas leave

Even when my dreams are dead

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Trying to follow dreams of glitz