Nightmares

I win...my haters feeling nightmares... I leave a bully with some burnt hair I sing... Already it's an Anthem Born to win.. is what I say They say... no they bray i never mind what they tell it's always same am insane am moulding slow on thick clay for three days... big freight... help... pull up on the gate... I don't hate nor relate... ask Jake.. not a friend... I don't lend you can spend...you can trade I... invade steal the cake... yes Am the best gaming chess am a ace... on the game am like Drake keeping real... never fake...great... one and eight...like a jet... in it rocking on a cap.. whee you met why he left... pet... others petty.. seived through holes running all over... net... up with the plate... just for the sake and I take all the rest on a vest on the west side Win...my haters feeling nightmares... I leave a bully with some burnt hair I sing... Already it's an Anthem