One day while I was sleeping,
I had a lucid dream
One that later drew a scream(Outta me).

I dreamt I was driving a White Ford 92
But about me it was so misty, I couldn't figure what the hell was true.

I was driving, suddenly someone bump into my car's bonnet
Wonders of wonders it was the one who taught me the sonnet.

It was Pac in this mfer with a bun in his hand
But I couldn't see his face carefully it was like my eyes were filled with grains of sand.

I began talking about how big of a fan I was
When suddenly few bullets burst out of the mist
What happened is a long story so here is the gist.

My idol, while he was dying, he told me, "Bro keep banging."
As I woke up my head kept stinging.

All day I prayed to Pac to grant me an entry into the thug life
He blessed me with confidence and a really strong drive.
© Dhritiman