This is a song about "Peeling"

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

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

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

With a freddie cruger glove peeling at your meat

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep