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

When they see me on elm street

Last of a dying breed

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride

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

I'm the nigga on the back street

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Scream like nightmares from a street

From the back seat, back seat

There trapped in a nightmare know way out but this

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

Yea we hard on the street

The revolution will proceed

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Heard you can't sleep, elm is now is your damn street

I turn around and its freddy kruger from elm street

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep