This is a song about "Americas nightmare"

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Women at my pole

There trapped in a nightmare know way out but this

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Except this is a nightmare and im deceiving and now your cut and your blood is gleaming.

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

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

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