This is a song about "A nightmare"

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

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

A store that dosen't get a

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

I'm like a nightmare, but i'm still there when awake

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

Cant escape this living nightmare, it didnt fight fair

It's apart of her goal

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

She was told the nightmare was over

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Nightmare on elm street no matter how fast i run i still get beat. there's no

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though