Exerpt from "Bright Eyes":

Is it a kind of a dream

Floating out on the tide

Following the river of death downstream

Oh, is it a dream?

There's a fog along the horizon

A strange glow in the sky

And nobody seems to know where it goes

And what does it mean?

Oh, is it a dream?

Excerpt from the #1 song on the Billboard rap top 100 chart as of today, "Black Beatles" by Rae Sremmurd:

Came in with two girls, look like strippers in their real clothes

A broke hoe can only point me to a rich hoe

A yellow bitch with green hair, a real weirdo

Black man, yellow Lamb', real life goals

They seen that Guwop and them just came in through the side door

There’s so much money on the floor we buyin school clothes

Watch me break the money machine till her clothes fall

Pint of lean, pound of weed, and a kilo

I eurostep past a hater like I’m Rondo

I upgrade your baby mama to a condo

My Chapos servin' yayo to the gringos

Black Beatle, club close when I say so

Totally comparable.