This is a song about "Nightmare on elm street"

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

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

I see my nigga named pookie shot on the street.

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

I heard your heartbeat, when you fell down on the street.

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinis in the street

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

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

I see the kids on the street

I keep my money neat

My body heavy i feel weak, feet thudding on the street

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Rocked the ef 506 times on the wolf of wall street