This is a song about "Existential dread and cramps"

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head

Get rid of the dread, tell em to forget what they said

Existential thoughts depending from the curls/

We gotta get back to what really matters

Me and you in extasydon't be upset

Ima make you dread this fucking rap battle thread

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

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

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

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

And remember what i said and

It's late and you stuck in my basement

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Walk in say high to the dude wearin dread locks