This is a song about "Midwest fred"

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

Fred on his #flintstone, cept i make the #dead #rock

I'm midwest nigga basically, i fight with the mightiest

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Put you in a hearse, completely un-fuckable, fred durst,

Fred on his flintstone, cept i make the dead rock

We dig the plot and never bury pot

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

Anyone who was hated on by fred phelps

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

Or fred kruggers ways to make people afraid to go sleep screams