This is a song about "Creepy pasta"

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

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

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

So creepy famous that it's harder to outcast n haters crushed in palms blunted sin in tag hashes

I'm trying to make a profit out of living in this sini'm in the dark getting buzzed, looking for some love

Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison