This is a song about "Freaking"

So drop the freaking attitude & stop with being mad & rude

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

But these freaking hispanic's won't get off my back

Don't want to be the king

My parents are freaking

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

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Love smothering widows til they freaking under the sheets

Than the prices on a canadian-tire freaking flyer/

And the bitches you fight em, heres some liquor or lighter

I guess im suspect, just look at my freaking skin color

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her