[Verse 1 - Black Smith]
The thin line, between what's real and what's dreams
I can finally see it now, nothin's what it seems
Dreams sometimes take a life to complete
Sometimes dreams dissipate when they must compete
Like the distance, between the match and what's lit
And the fuse we connect to our own timer that ticks
Collectively, we dream of chrome rims and gold spins
I dream, of honest deeds and never-ending flow pens
I think, change gon' come like Sam Cooke and Doc King
But the current situation's kind of haunting
I hope, fantasy manifests before the swan sings
But I'mma still give a "thank you" if the toll rings
Only wish is I touch souls with every single word
"Stuff that dreams are made of," sans the black bird
Sky's the only limit; wings implanted on my hearse
Memories printed on the heart is how I judge my worth
My mother's biggest dream was to see her son rise
And I've been on that same mission since I dropped Open Your Eyes
So no matter what, ya boi is gonna make it
And in the words of Big Sean: "Bitch, I'mma be famous!"
I dream...

[Quay & Marsha Ambrosius]
My ambitions as a writer
I pray these words take my higher
Yeah, that's on my worth
A dream never deferred, uh
(Light dreams...)