This is a song about "Dread"

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

My scythe don blessed ya made a mess, much to your dread

Man i dread that through the dark nights like crimes of soft cotton

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

I've been misled, yet, no matter how much death, dread or regret,

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

They share the same bed, instead of happiness they prefer dread

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Man i dread that through the dark nights like crimes of soft cotton

Torn emcees dread the skills of me

They say nothings ever free

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Ima make you dread this fucking rap battle thread

From a blend of dread and veneration

My talent should take me places i've never been