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

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Freddie lips crimson and mistaken with the seagulls

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

I mean, like i write, every few nights

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

Inspiration in the game music during nights

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

I used to be the most humble until

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

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

We don't believe you, you need more people