This is a song about "Pub creeps"

For a sun that creeps but doesn't want to show, just so you could reap what you never sow

Hustlin' to keep from gettin' buriedbut now i gotta move away now

I poison hearts and minds of those temptation slowly creeps into

Black mother of the earth you know i forever owe you

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

Stay tight pussy like where a dike rubs,drinking in a quite pub,

Dandelions to say hi, save her from the creeps

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

I cut bladders and judge banners at a pub

Dump his dead body outta my pick up truck

Ready to fight hand on his blade as he creeps

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

When your getting drunk at the pub im sipping orange juice

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Tricks keep the stuff and hate creeps