This is a song about "Peeling"

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

With a freddie cruger glove peeling at your meat

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Still feeling cocky like your peeling me away slowly as if i was unholy,

My feelings are peeling and i'm kneeling so i don't begin unfeeling.

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams