This is a song about "The nightmare"

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Its a nightmare ma jesus piece links to rosary beads

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

Nightmare on elm street no matter how fast i run i still get beat. there's no

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

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

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

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

I'm like a nightmare, but i'm still there when awake

It's apart of her goal

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul