This is a song about "Existential dread and cramps"

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

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

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

From a blend of dread and veneration

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

Party in your head there a club in your dread

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

She got me caught up in the moment

Grab the scissors and saws and

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

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