This is a song about "Getting freaky"

On top of that, i’m broke

Signs of you getting smoked

The bitches is everything in between

We're freaky leeches, no sweet peaches or cream,

Whether we in our room i like it freaky

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Put you on a swing n all kinds of freaky things

And all women who had light features, see

Straight to the highway man, it's freaky friday

Do you want some tunes i like it freaky

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Whores get with it, we get freaky like a contortion gimmick

Hollering out 'ballin, ballin' but you drive a honda civic

Inside of the cage cause i'm a motherfuckin' zebra

A caged, unleashed freaky beast, leftist like in pisa,