This is a song about "Fantasy"

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

The rest of ya'll live inside a delusional fantasy

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Set me free, from reality, that'll be, my fantasy

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

Fantasy falls apart leaving me so frustrated

Cause some of you bitches funny

We were livin a fantasy

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Crackin' me up that you're havin' this laughable fantasy

Examining a calamity advancing in a fantasy

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

His employment turned to a fantasy, this voyage of prosperity

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

I can't tell reality from fantasy