This is a song about "Im that creepy rapist people steer clear of"

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

Im rapping about death cause im really that type of guy

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

Of the people that you thought were right from the start,

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

While i got the tricks, you get the creeps, heaps and heaps of creepy freaks.

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

People think i'm crazy, because of the rhymes that i write

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun

That attacked people on the basis of they facial traits,

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

I violate the game, they say that i'm a rapist/