This is a song about "Lucid dreaming"

I stay awake , dreaming for sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

Go crazy when she hear music

Lord just look up lucid

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Open up your contacts then scroll

Girl listen, trying to position

Of a lucid life we could be livin'.

And word i blew off herb i grew

But still be dreaming bout you

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Pop off i'm pistol peteing, hate my team just cause we dreaming

Minds lucid from the mixtures

So you finally got the nerve