This is a song about "Freddy krueger killing"

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living

My divine itching and shrine killing

.started makin stak..killing killing killing killing killing killing raps

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Move like i’m walking with an open case

I pulled out my mace and sprayed freddy in the face

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Not for attention for killing

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Agression of freddy kreuger in bed im a night terrorist

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

Fuck freddy kruegar i'm yo worst nightmare