This is a song about "Creepy freaky"

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

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

Do you want some tunes i like it freaky

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

Fantasies of you in submission, freaky positions

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

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

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

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

Creepy carnival, does that ring a bell?

She was a freaky bitch, a friends with benefit type which was the opposite

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Whether we in our room i like it freaky

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy