This is a song about "Peeps"

Let loose terror, peeps and geeks remain in hell with flame

But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Mary is a polite girl, she rarely ever peeps,

S.w.a.t sick a hound on me for peeps and staring

Hey, tell me why my hands start sweating

Now i must appease to offers that my peeps has brought us

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

Hi ho peeps, i light the lamp like crosby

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Cuz these day peeps don't care if you humble

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Open the blinds and he peeps