Nightmare Video (MV)

When the lights go out and there's no one left to turn to (To turn to)
I need you

The name's O.T.M.
Bout to beat these niggas again
Like Mario Ballotelli I'm a king with the pen
Ten out of ten
And a nigga getting bigger than Ben
Ain't a street fighter but I'll beat a Ryu I'm Ken
Let's not pretend a nigga got more might than Guy
Trapped in a bubble I burst out the sides
But niggas been going crazy it's getting hard to survive
See the hatred in you like I had Rinnegan for eyes
But back to reality
Factually many casualties
Actually niggas rapping and snorting white like they mandatory
Niggas making billions and getting lost in their vanity
Free the brother Dillian it's getting hard to imagine a time
We had the clearest of skies
We wasn't drowning in lies from all the suit and the ties we only tryna get by
But I spit this with the driest of eyes
Why we pull the trigger on niggas that sharing our bloodline
The colour of skin
Think of places we've been
And I don't claim to be that nigga that don't carry no sin
But I just lift it to the Father and the Lord will forgive
But this path we heading down seems like the future is grim

When the lights go out and there's no one left to turn to (To turn to)
I need you
When the lights go out and there's no one left to turn to (To turn to)
I need you

So many niggas keep losing the way
I got off track but God won't let me stay there
Look at the state of this place
We call it home but it's really a nightmare
Devil all up in my face
Get behind me we not breathing the same air
Not even top of my game
Don't even matter cuz haters just disappear
Niggas act like they the shit
Really they fighting a battle with their fears
No you can't get one more hit
Those lips are moving but your mind is not here
Someone just emptied a clip
So many bodies but this shit is not fair
Rollie all up on his wrist
But I guess he doesn't know that his time's near

So many missions nigga can't mention
Tryna get mansions for people that work in my mansion
Relieving my tension's the plan of action
With niggas so high it's a new dimension
Nigga so bold he don't take correction
So why he flooding me with a wave of questions?
F*ck all the Percocet f*ck all the Molly I'm tired of bodies in the streets
All of this death is on repeat
One thing you can never cheat
Like Zuko you know I bring the heat
Like Toph all these niggas cannot see
The truth of the matter we making a pattern with niggas six feet deep
Destruction as far the eye can see
All of us sick of it
Niggas be shooting like CP3
But they never give assists
Bodies be dropping like DDT
Niggas should call me Vince
Thought it was easy like Do Re Mi
This shit don't make no sense
Heat in his pocket he sweating about it
Rather not pull it if he being honest
Blue face red bottom nigga looking like Sonic
Prolly why the nigga thinking bout running from his problems

Oh shit just another one fallen
Thought that he would protect him just like a condom
Now he going through the paces like Brogdon
But a nigga never really had an option
See that shit all he knew all his f*cking life
Only way for him to have a family and provide
Never really had another hustle on the side
So he pack a Smith and Wesson and he pack a knife
Now the money coming in and the pussy tight
No one really tried to help give him some advice
Only doing it to help his family survive
Only problem is that nigga had to pay the price