This is a song about "Visions"

I had dreams, visions of doing things wichu baby,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

When they visions fuckin blurry

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

I have visions of demons lurking around in my room,

Chasing the visions of perfect renditions

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Aspect, im wanting to change perspective, range of view, and visions,

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

Now i got visions of sippin lean with rocky gettin horizontal/

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

And name another new nigga wit a sicker twitter follow