Word to Cole, if they don't know your dreams, then they can't shoot em down
But my dreams are being hunted by these vicious hounds
Turn around, watch the world crumble right before your eyes
The smell of death is awfully profuse, but I just can't despise the land of waste
Is blowing the dust
Just like a C4, I see four bodies disintegrate in a cheap source
If I didn't see this shit in my dreams, I would sleep more
We done suppressing all the emotions, I'm gonna speak more
Not everyone believes in a dream
I guess they need time if everyone is having a dream
Why can't they see mine?
Going down a narrow path seems like an easy find
But according to all the critics, that makes me weak-minded
Dark clouds and hollow days are like the best moments
To battle demons in yourself is the worthy opponent
Distractions are easy to fall for
Let's stay focused, multiplying different outcome sources to equal a quotient
My rhymes potent to paint pictures
I'm my own person, don't tell me to change scripture
Follow no religion, don't expect me to saint with ya
Searching for my dreams to prosper attain quicker