This is a song about "What ive dreamed to be"

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Our rights are what seem to be irrelevant

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I'ma be what i set out to be, without a doubt undoubtedly

He dreamed to get on his raps 10000 vote

You pay your favorite stripper car note

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

To be the greast that ive ever known

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Ive got no license to kill

And getting money is the song i sing

Ive come *this* close to snapping

After the club, gettin you open

I'm sitting here thinking of what ive done

Counselors telling me what i'm supposed to be

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy