This is a song about "What kind of dream this"

Rap is one of a kind.

Cause i’m back on my grind

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

Some suggestions of the subtextual kind

I dont know what fear is, never experienced that kind of bullshit

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Nah im too kind maybe of a rare kind

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild

What kind of power you have over me get over here

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel

Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling

Speaking queens i kind of what my own so when retreating

Stand out here fight over quarterswhile i walked inside the diner

So you might wanna stay away from me while i got this kind of desire/

This kind of reminds me of fishin'

We pray while we prey on competition