This is a song about "Freaks"

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

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

When you're reachin' your dreams

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Freaks mangled, steel shackles in confinement for weeks

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Leaving you circus freaks needing emergency surgery

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

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

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

Societal freaks still prided on spinning the leek, how tragic