Dream About Eviction And Negative Energy

So, in my dream, I am preparing to transfer to a larger two-bedroom with my mother. We live in a two-bedroom right now, but this new two-bedroom is much larger and the price is right. And the previous tenants were evicted for not paying the rent. There is a scene when I am in the apartment and it's very clean, pristine, I go into my bedroom and there are two more separate rooms within my room and it is quite spacious and I think I can use one of those rooms for a studio, for like sewing, and the other for like dancing in, like more of a creative practice, maybe like a plant room. Now, after some time, the scene changes and we have the keys to the new apartment. However, when we arrive at the apartment, we are, or at least I am, deeply disturbed. On the door there is a little note attached and it reads the Aryan race is superior to all which in layman's terms mean white people rule. I think to myself, damn, there's not enough sage in the world to clean all this negative energy from these people out of this fucking apartment. What do I do? I need to try to get out of here because the energy is just severely off. Moments later, I can only assume that the other tenants who were supposed to be have been evicted return to their home, which is no longer their home. What comes to mind upon first impressions is, quite frankly, poor white trash. It's giving swamp monkey, it's giving you don't bathe, it's giving you fuck your brother. And that last bit is only justifiable because there is only what can be assumed to be a blob form that's supposed to be human shaped like a thumb. How unfortunate. This is rather quite a large family, maybe 10 people in total, living under one roof. And half of them are waiting outside. And then one, others are just moseying around about trying to collect their things, because I guess they assumed that they no longer have the right to live here. And then the one woman in particular, I'm assuming is the matriarchy of the group, is just giving us menacing looks like it's our fault that the bitch could not pay the rent. Upon second thought, most of the house is empty, there's no furniture in the unit and the carpet is stained to all hell and the refrigerator looks like it has not been replaced in 20 odd years. They moved in when the property first opened and never moved out. The scene shifts and I find myself in the kitchen area, rather cramped, maybe it's just all the bad juju around. However I'm standing in a corner and the matriarchy witch lady is on the floor and she has a baby with her. Now the baby is swaddled in some kind of pajama I presume and then she proceeds to give the baby a pair of scissors and my reaction is to say, oh no the baby could hurt itself, but as I say those words she knew I was going to say them and says them at the exact same time. I get the impression that she's trying to do some kind of magic witchcraft on me and I put a fucking stop to that right now. I say bitch my spirit team is locked in I have been insured spiritually so whatever it is that you want to do I dismiss it and banish it and then I make a little figure-8 over her to cancel out whatever she's trying to do to me.