This is a song about "Existential dread and cramps"

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

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

No matter however your embittered being endeavours with dread, scorn

One way or another you'll be givin it up, huhi guess cause i'm black born

Bread spread n' now we dread locks

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

It ain't hard to make money

Torn emcees dread the skills of me

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Torn emcees dread the skills of me

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Put the purp in the blunt

Social conditioning and