This is a song about "Creeps"

While i got the tricks, you get the creeps, heaps and heaps of creepy freaks.

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you

I poison hearts and minds of those temptation slowly creeps into

You say i'm in the kitchen.. cooking up shit to splinter creeps

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Dandelions to say hi, save her from the creeps

Three critter creeps, twitter this

And maybe cupid won't miss

Tw-tw-twelve carats and that's all ears

Tricks keep the stuff and hate creeps

Hoping my information, alleviates the hesitiationi can see it clearly now

For a sun that creeps but doesn't want to show, just so you could reap what you never sow

Fuck what i wear when i'm lying with them creeps!

Can barely walk the city streets