This is a song about "A nightmare on elmstreet"

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

Its a nightmare ma jesus piece links to rosary beads

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Let's put it on cruise control

Clever nightmare, you quite scared?

Just say he's the best

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Savin' like i got a cape on

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

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

I slap the fucker and say motherfucker this is worse than a nightmare,

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

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

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

And nightmare is going ahead