This is a song about "Dreams and nightmares"

Dreamed away all these right dreams, nightmares squash like tight jeans

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Within my mind i strive to succeed and drive my dreams

Get easy then you'll see is just the weed and sleazy dreams,

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

And cause all their dreams to rupture

Ay yo you wonder who i are

These years these fucking living nightmares

And everybody's having sex

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

What's long black and could give you nightmares

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

And add nightmares to the mix.

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

I'm having dreams of his mother, taking her skin and displacing