This is a song about "Creep"

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

*bleep* a creep in diguise cussin to the gods up high,

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

If a nigga creep, he get put to sleep dead folks

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Gonna spread more creep then a z v z

To this beat and let it creep up ya' spine

If they find that stash box just one time

Rollin with my d-o-gs i'm chiefin on some long beach

Step and creep the rest in sweeps as i address the bleach

Because when i do creep, your mother will weep

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Beneath the surface in dungeons where they creep in,

Everybody finger point in your direction