This is a song about "The nightmare"

Its a nightmare ma jesus piece links to rosary beads

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Realitys a nightmare an life doesnt seem fare its becoming a scare,

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

You a bitch,and your nightmare me im betten

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Rolling thunders is all i hear every night when a nightmare escapes from my agitated sleeps

You watch your mouth around my mama you couldn't cuss mani had a down ass homie though; we ran the streets

No, not on top but down there

She was my dream girl turned nightmare

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

Except this is a nightmare and im deceiving and now your cut and your blood is gleaming.

Cant escape this living nightmare, it didnt fight fair

I mean me is there, but it's like three there