This is a song about "Freddie mercury"

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

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

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Freddie lips crimson and mistaken with the seagulls

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Triple claws to the mid like you met freddie

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

With a freddie cruger glove peeling at your meat

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Spittin mercury to purposely murder thee verbally

Believe i'll freddie krueger up your dreams.

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Ya battling freddie the red 'n black sweated lumberjack.

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Forged from steel hotter than mercury