This is a song about "Spooky scary skeletons"

I am not the only one

I'm scary aren't i son

Me and you just need to talk a bit

Skeletons in my closet

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

My past isn't tragic, but i've got a couple of skeletons in my attic

My tribulations, the causes, the skeletons in my closet,

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

And i'd never use the words, they're degrading and scary,

So fucking scary you need your ted

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Scary like the grim reaper,

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Scary like the grim reaper,