This is a song about "Lucid imaginations infiltrating vibrational manifestations"

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

Theres a lucid, lively, nigga jiving in all of us/

Of a lucid life we could be livin'.

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I like to use the same words with different meanings, it gives you excitement like lucid dreaming,

It's apart of her goal

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

So both of our imaginations are creations of the situation

Everything lucid thru these glasses

And panned out, i'm all in love

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Minds lucid from the mixtures

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation.