This is a song about "Visions"

Seemingly transition visions to fact out of fiction.

Boss is my position, i got the ammunition

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

That's a super prison where its useless thinking of future visions

Waterfalls and visions on my visors/

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

I just wanna sleep without these dreams in my visions,

Right, now you say you don't care

Living your visions, im there

I had visions of growing old and being a grandfather,

I'm the mouth of the district, nobody work harder

Maybe, my visions hazy, shaking, vaguely remembering my flow

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo