This is a song about "Two freaks"

Oh well at least there were only two

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Robbings on the streets when the freaks creep when we sleep, glock toking fiends

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Nigga there's nothin' left of you

Then during the next week or two

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

Leaving you circus freaks needing emergency surgery

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

We beefed as freaks and geeks, needed leashes, beasts unleashed,