This is a song about "Five nights at freddie s"

Been spending most our lives

I'm with yo girl for many nights

But folks just look at ‘em and stare, like they’re holding mac 10’s,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Girl back up and give a high five

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Wall street bankers' wallets get padded, remember freddie mac?

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Triple claws to the mid like you met freddie

Every day from 9 to five

We hustle to survive

Ya battling freddie the red 'n black sweated lumberjack.

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap