This is a song about "Sweet dreams"

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Smokin sweet and sour

The sweet sweat he's breathing,

Let my angel sing

If pussy sweet like sherbert

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

I’m way harder than the concrete

Her voice was soft and sweet,

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

You hunnybun on some sweet shit,

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Welcome to our dreams

Sometimes i think, what i need

Sweet jesus, where's the weed