This is a song about "Time of dreams"

I have a pocket full of dreams, but not the jeans yet

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper

Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

I had dreams, visions of doing things wichu baby,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

What happened to the dreams of beaches with bitches?

Mouth of midas so dreams are close clean

And i put you on the team

Trying to follow dreams of glitz

Hold it..now thank you for silence