Am I dreamin’—neon halos blur the mace,
Metro low end lift me out my J’s,
Rocky silk the wind with 24-k lace,
Roisee’s velvet prayer drip down my face.
Skyscrapers fold, paper planes turn gold,
Moonlight ricochets off every lie I told.
Heartbeats echo in 808s, two-time unfold,
If I wake, promise me the world stay cold.
Am I dreamin’? Keep the snare repeatin’,
Tell reality I’m busy, left the line still beepin’.