This is a song about "The nightmare"

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

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

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

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

I'm your biggest nightmare and there's no hero with a mask and cape

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

It's apart of her goal

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

I slap the fucker and say motherfucker this is worse than a nightmare,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Awake in a nightmare of sin, ya future keeps changin like a butterfly

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

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