This is a song about "Threads"

Fucking up threads cause i'm miles ahead

Code red, which means you go red

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

My skill so raw you see threads on your tires

From the threads of despair

The twin towers fell

I post up bumping threads tucked woven i sweats

And everybody's having sex

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Again, its time to let go, its time to cut those heart threads

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

It's like you were afraid of feds or loose threads

If i hold onto the shredded threads, it will mold into non-captured nets, girl

I won't give it to you just like your girl even that bitch wants to make me hurl,

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

To inspect subversive pests behind these curtain threads