This is a song about "Freddie bunz"

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

Freddie lips crimson and mistaken with the seagulls

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

With a freddie cruger glove peeling at your meat

On they twitter writing novels, see

Triple claws to the mid like you met freddie

Believe i'll freddie krueger up your dreams.

We all kings, give anything to my soft queens

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

Ya battling freddie the red 'n black sweated lumberjack.

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

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back