This is a song about "Freddie bunz"

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

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

Ya battling freddie the red 'n black sweated lumberjack.

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Freddie lips crimson and mistaken with the seagulls

Believe i'll freddie krueger up your dreams.

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

With a freddie cruger glove peeling at your meat

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Triple claws to the mid like you met freddie