This is a song about "A nightmare on elmstreet"

The good kid from the ugly city

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

She was told the nightmare was over

And there's little to be glad for

She was my dream girl turned nightmare

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Rolling thunders is all i hear every night when a nightmare escapes from my agitated sleeps

You watch your mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss mani had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets

Women at my pole

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

And nightmare is going ahead

That's boa, see that's my set

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Cant escape this living nightmare, it didnt fight fair