This is a song about "A nightmare on elm atreet"

And nightmare is going ahead

Kick back and know yo son set

Realitys a nightmare an life doesnt seem fare its becoming a scare,

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Its a nightmare ma jesus piece links to rosary beads

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Now can i take it off yarub my tongue across yai do it so right

I was weakened by my own night terrors i was an elm street with no night light,

She was my dream girl turned nightmare

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

If it's a nightmare, please shake me to wake me,

A fucking nightmare, and you're gonna live it

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit