This is a song about "Hollywood horror"

With banal homages my hate fueled horror sentiment of resentment

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Horror rage, gave me deep scratches round my eyes

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Everyone wanna own that corner spot, strike horror to those who not

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

If i see you on the screen #horror scene make you #scream

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Only rippin raps up like a fuckin horror flick yep

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

As i proceed to sit this whole bit turned to a horror flick

Still got me another deal big as any nigga in music

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

So my dreams turn to horror as is it and i watch

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

So ya im obssesd wit horror make you have dreams