This is a song about "Creepy"

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

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

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

And if i wasn't high, i'd probably try to blow my brains out

Gonna be nice creepy, halloween is right around,

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