This is a song about "Freddie"

With a freddie cruger glove peeling at your meat

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

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

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Believe i'll freddie krueger up your dreams.

Sup on my hat like that motherfucker friendly

Triple claws to the mid like you met freddie

Freddie lips crimson and mistaken with the seagulls

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Ya battling freddie the red 'n black sweated lumberjack.