This is a song about "Lucid sling"

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

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Discerning gangsters see, burning bangers to sling, all of these mics happily,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Bring bling & sling feelings like we're healing/

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Open up your contacts then scroll

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

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

Sub-woofer bass boosted ay stay lucid

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

Is it normal to have lucid dreams

I'm why baby mamas leave