This is a song about "Money and freaks"

We beefed as freaks and geeks, needed leashes, beasts unleashed,

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

You ain't know nothing about me and my money

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

Freaks mangled, steel shackles in confinement for weeks

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

Almost lost my life to the industry

Got my fame, the reputation, and the money.

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

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

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Turn money into diamonds and gold

Fuck the money and public opinion

Hard to move on when you always regret one