[Verse 1: JL]
Hopped on the plane G'd up, I brought the gear out
Got the Gucci shades on, I see the glare out
Sides of 'em some arab gave me the stare down
Looking like a suicide bomber, getting scared now
Took a look at my surroundings, I'm aware now
Ain't no other kind of weapons, I pull my pen out incase I gotta stab him
His going down in a flame of glory on a plane ain't some shit that I can fathom
The whole flight I'm staring at him
He stood up I jumped up like "where you going nigga?"
He said "the bathroom", I said "I'm going wit' you"
The flight attendant interupted, "is there an issue"?
He said "This guys harrassing me, I don't know what I did to..."
I cut him off like "there's no problem I'm fucking wit' you"
I sat back down, he walked off and turned around
I was mugging him, thought that I was bugging him
But he walked in the bathroom chuckling
Wondering what the hell's really up wit' him
Cause he been in the restroom for 5 minutes, what?, did the toilet suck him in?
I thought to myself, I should go to the door and bust it in
A tap on my shoulder wakes me up, I was just dreaming
Some nigga said "your plane is leaving man, you miss it there ain't another one 'til this evening"
I'm still kinda high I ain't smoking that weed again
That shit had me bugging, I don't trust that weed man
He all swoll up nigga looking like He-Man
He probably put some steroids or shit in the seeds man
But let me get back to the city I be in
I walked on the plane and its the dude from my dream, damn

[Hook]
Is it a dream or reality?
Am I dreaming reality? A vision a premonition
They had to be? I was blazed with my eyelids shut, I'm half baked
I'm amazed, at how vivid it is when I awake, confused and dazed

[Verse 2: Ubiquitous of Ces Cru]
I woke up in a house alone
The smell of gas and the dead man chained to the stove
Can't even flick a lightswitch I might make it explode
Can't lay low no time left for taking it slow
No way you look? Somebody must be waging a war
Its either make a dash for it or lay with the corpse
Wishing that I could fast forward through the day to before
I left and grabbed the nine stashed in the safe in the floor
Pray to the lord for my soul no not what I speak
Father forgive I can't go with the flock they weak
My prophecy to be a wolf, I don't walk with sheep
Shattered my chain left a plain go cross on my feet
Nothing but flames propane black smoke in the air
Made my escape through a window that I broke wit' a chair
Swear I saw the man in all black smoking a square
Formality it would seem, as I awoke wit' a scream
Reality or a dream?