This is a song about "Nightmare on elm street"

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

I live on the beach these gurls outside bikini's in the street

Phony is unfocused no mercy on the street

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

Cause his toys are better than what yo sellin on the street

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street

Got my j's on my feet as i'm walking down the street

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

I was weakened by my own night terrors i was an elm street with no night light,

Period gonei'm off the hook like cordless phonesmy identity so right

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

I see the kids on the street

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

You should keep an eye out for who's around on the street