This is a song about "Young dreams"

And peace to this young warrior,

You is not hip then i can not coach her

This why i always follow my dreams

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

No responsibilities only focused on my dreams

Welcome to our dreams

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

In her dreams with young eyes she sees her hero with an imaginary cape

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

I'm why baby mommas leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

He's just living in his dreams

Little more weed, first class seats

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

If you believe then you can achieve