This is a song about "Dread domino"

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

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

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

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

From a blend of dread and veneration

First off congratulations on the win

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

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

Torn emcees dread the skills of me

Walk that body, talk that body

Insidious feelings of dread

Your heart was false just like the words you said

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

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

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

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet