This is a song about "Freaking sexy"

Love smothering widows til they freaking under the sheets

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Your sexy lips so gentle

While scheming on hits

Talk about some (freaking) clearance

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

I started crying and freaking out at him, fuck you i said

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Im just an average white kid, nah i aint (freaking) trill

I keep it rolling with my homies like a (freaking) wheel

Okay i think its time we make moves, no clothes required here

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Got'em writing bars to send you the freaking penitentiary