This is a song about "Ready for freddy"

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,

Follow to your limousine, stuck you like a nicotine patch

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I'll survive as i say "i'm not ready to die freddy you piece of fucking shit"

So get ready for the pain! x2

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

Nothing stops me im ready for any competition

Keep the caliber ready to chop these niggas like freddy

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Pain, he's ready for whatever

I said i'm hurting her

My pocket's fat, somebody check my blood pressure

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

Are you ready for war? bitch i'm ready for more

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore