This is a song about "Creeps"

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

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you

I poison hearts and minds of those temptation slowly creeps into

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

Dandelions to say hi, save her from the creeps

I need some reasons see cuz it's some creatures growing deep inside of my heart right now

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

Ready to fight hand on his blade as he creeps

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

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

Tricks keep the stuff and hate creeps

All that ass in your jeans

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

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