This is a song about "Freaks and geeks"

Gunning down people for being bullied by geeks

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

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

I can always go home and look down my street

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

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Robbings on the streets when the freaks creep when we sleep, glock toking fiends

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Grab the scissors and saws and

You couldn't live your life for the moment

And inhospitable,

As i light one for ill will