This is a song about "A nightmare on elmstreet"

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

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

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

Fuck freddy kruegar i'm yo worst nightmare

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

It's become a nightmare

Says money in the air

Awake in a nightmare of sin, ya future keeps changin like a butterfly

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

She was told the nightmare was over

You is not hip then i can not coach her

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

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there