This is a song about "Freddie bunz"

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

With a freddie cruger glove peeling at your meat

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

Wall street bankers' wallets get padded, remember freddie mac?

Believe i'll freddie krueger up your dreams.

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Triple claws to the mid like you met freddie

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Ya battling freddie the red 'n black sweated lumberjack.

Freddie lips crimson and mistaken with the seagulls

Haters learn to bear, i'm lovie smith with the vocals