This is a song about "Creepy freaky"

Where scary props and freaky sounds surround

And i ain't tryna be trife when i call 'em out

We're freaky leeches, no sweet peaches or cream,

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

There's 2 streets creepy but too keen

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Whether we in our room i like it freaky

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

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

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

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them