This is a song about "Five nights at freddie"

Could not stress to me i wasn't grown, especially on nights

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

With a freddie cruger glove peeling at your meat

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Look it something they can't ever see

Triple claws to the mid like you met freddie

I find dimes like nine - five

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Ya battling freddie the red 'n black sweated lumberjack.

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Believe i'll freddie krueger up your dreams.

Can barely walk the city streets

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

We're working nine-to-five at different jobs, around the clock,

I'm everything that they call nice

Girl back up and give a high five