This is a song about "Fry fry freddie turning 55"

What is society turning into?

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

Hook me up to a chair and watch as my brains fry,

Turning you bitches to splatter

How the fuck a deal matter

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

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Because i'm turning over a new page,

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Triple claws to the mid like you met freddie

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

They start turning psychotic

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

Ya battling freddie the red 'n black sweated lumberjack.