This is a song about "Americas nightmare"

Women at my pole

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

She was told the nightmare was over

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

There trapped in a nightmare know way out but this

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

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

Family needs it to get out of the trailer we lived in for ten years

Americas in debt, but we turn around and give egypt, millions of dollars

Cuz bitch i’m bringing a nightmare.

Day and night are my 'posites rare