This is a song about "Freaks"

While i got the tricks, you get the creeps, heaps and heaps of creepy freaks.

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

We beefed as freaks and geeks, needed leashes, beasts unleashed,

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Tryna kill my dreams

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

Popcorn relaxed take a seat enjoy the show were all a bunch of freaks,

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Societal freaks still prided on spinning the leek, how tragic

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Freaks mangled, steel shackles in confinement for weeks

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

Leaving you circus freaks needing emergency surgery

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free