This is a song about "Freakin and vibin"

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

Makin' ma way steely without freakin' out,maintainin' always i don't bring it down.

I hate bein' trollin' freakin' n fallin'. i hate you preachin' meanie and moanin'

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

Or closed casket for our troubles

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

I got freakin ghost rider temperature minus nicholas cage

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

Smack either black or white ball like i had a freakin' snooker cue

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Hoping that he's listening