This is a song about "Creepy"

Creepy carnival, does that ring a bell?

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

'cause she #lost #breath by how my creepy fart smelled...

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

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.

Gonna be nice creepy, halloween is right around,

Ha, now keep out, me and my whole team out

I get creepy as cabbage patches latched and attached to men,

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again