This is a song about "Existential dread and cramps"

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

This is something different

And remember what i said and

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Torn emcees dread the skills of me

Where you belong with your family

Underhand shit dread of force you bought rich

Quick, cause working in a drought is a bitch

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

Paint a thousand pictures with a photograph/ that's existential/

And when i think back, i dread that moment and i hate the day

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

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

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent