This is a song about "Bad dreams"

And she throws up whatever she eats

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams

Can barely walk the city streets

Believe i'll freddie krueger up your dreams.

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Thinkin of the the dreams

I give bitches dick and leave

So goodnight and sweet dreams

In private, not public in the streets

Is it normal to have lucid dreams

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

These other lil' niggas just sellin' ya'll dreams

Taking over all my dreams

I'm why baby mommas leave

He's just living in his dreams

I say "stay", she wanna leave