This is a song about "Lucid matty"

Maybe one day, i can say, i'm apart of strange music, but i know thats just a lucid

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Lord just look up lucid

I'm on my own shit

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Let's put it on cruise control

So lucid lucifer would lose it if the shoe fits shooting clips before the truth admits

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Let's have a toast for this new love

Everything lucid thru these glasses

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

My boy matty p's ferocity speaks prophecy

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,

18 year sentence with no parole

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul