This is a song about "Halloween"

Eat 'em like halloween candy when i lay down and relax

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

Wish to stop ma future from being a halloween

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Gonna be nice creepy, halloween is right around,

You know i'm tryna kill that shit, make sure that urn is out

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

On halloween day we didnt even have no pumpkins

Be the next bloody dude on the halloween catalog

Give me awards, grammies, and let the crowd applaud

I take a "happy halloween" as lets get the beef started

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Eat 'em like halloween candy when i lay down and relax

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Tricker treat.. trigger threat knock on your doors like its halloween/