This is a song about "Two freaks"

Leaving you circus freaks needing emergency surgery

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

Then during the next week or two

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

With sewage leaks an wounded mutant freaks

Freaks mangled, steel shackles in confinement for weeks

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

Want to let you know i love you

So its time for verse two

I'll dismantle you and a friend or two

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you