Freaks
D.F. Petersen Lyrics
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I'm tryna get deep deep
69 is a no brainer
You ain't even gotta ask me
Imma put yo legs all over yo head
Like you stretching at a track
The way I beat them wall down
Donald Trump might tax me
Aye Let me take my time to perfect the sheets
Imma physician with vitamin D
Take to rounds than you fall asleep
I promise you don't know another nigga trill as me
Let Dontae let you reach ya peak
Taste so good I might copywrite it
Imma leave out this bitch with a LLC
If you feeling it in public keep the panties on
I'll move them to the side what I make you moan
Round two we can do it in the vehicle
Sloppy toppy people watching on the way home
Say she wanna vaction in Cancun
Just spit just spit we don't need lube
I told I was all full she looked confused
I left just enough room just to eat you
Let me hit it in the morning
She a real one
Try to hold it all in but she still cum
Got her screaming got her screaming like victim
She aint tripping but that ass getting thick though
She like a finger in her ah hand on her throat
Calling me daddy when I hit her with the choke stroke
So wet that I might just live in
Fuck around just cum and let it all soak
Oh you a freak freak
I'm tryna get deep deep
69 is a no brainer
You ain't even gotta ask me
Imma put yo legs all over yo head
Like you stretching at a track
The way I beat these wall down
Donald Trump might tax me
Aye Tryin make you leave Tryin make you leave
Ugh I got what you need I got what you need
Aye Tryin make you leave Tryin make you leave
I got what you need I got what you need
Look
I told her bust that pussy open
Then I tell her bring it back
Aye bust that pussy open
Then I tell her bring it back
Told her bust that pussy open
Then I tell her bring it back
Aye bust that pussy open
Then I tell her bring it back
Yeah
I make a rapper leave early from the studio
Probably cuz he heard that chetto puffs vanilla coke
Too many barzzz baby you know how the game go
RIP bankroll got a bank roll
Leave early from the club baby don't play
And wanna thizz in the pussy like I'm Mac Dre
Everybody know about Tracy McWavv
I even got a homie boy named Dwanye Wavv
Ugh
Freak Freak
Aye
And I'm trying get deep deep
Dick you down in the sheets sheets
Aye
Imma trying make you weak weak
Aye
Just let it ride
The lyrics to D.F. Petersen's song "Freaks" depict a sexual encounter between the singer and his partner, emphasizing their shared desire for experimentation and pleasure. The opening lines, "Oh you a freak freak, I'm tryna get deep deep," suggest that both individuals are open-minded and eager to explore their sexual desires. The reference to 69 being a "no brainer" indicates their willingness to engage in oral sex.
The following lines paint a vivid picture of the sexual act, with the singer expressing his intention to put his partner's legs all over her head, simulating the stretching of a track athlete. The mention of beating down the walls is a metaphor for passionate and intense sex, with an amusing reference to Donald Trump potentially taxing the singer for his performance.
As the verses progress, the lyrics describe the singer's sexual prowess and confidence. He compares himself to a physician, claiming to possess the ability to provide satisfaction like no other. References to copyrighting the taste and leaving with a limited liability company (LLC) further emphasize his skill and dominance in the sexual encounter.
The second half of the song continues with explicit descriptions of sexual acts, including various positions and the singer's enjoyment of receiving oral pleasure while others watch. References to a vacation in Cancun and not needing lubrication reinforce the idea that the singer is experienced and skilled in satisfying his partner's desires.
Line by Line Meaning
Oh you a freak freak
You have an adventurous and sexually open-minded personality
I'm tryna get deep deep
I want to establish a deep emotional and physical connection with you
69 is a no brainer
Engaging in mutual oral sex is an obvious choice
You ain't even gotta ask me
You don't need to request or seek permission from me
Imma put yo legs all over yo head
I will perform flexible and acrobatic sexual positions with you
Like you stretching at a track
Similar to stretching exercises done by athletes on a track
The way I beat them wall down
My sexual prowess is capable of intensely satisfying you
Donald Trump might tax me
My sexual skills are so exceptional that they could be deemed taxable
Yikezzz
An expression of excitement or anticipation
Aye Let me take my time to perfect the sheets
Allow me to carefully and skillfully enhance our sexual experience
Imma physician with vitamin D
I possess the ability to bring pleasure and satisfaction to you through sexual contact
Take to rounds than you fall asleep
Engaging in sexual activity with me will leave you physically exhausted and satisfied
I promise you don't know another nigga trill as me
I assure you that there is no one as genuine and sexually skilled as me
Let Dontae let you reach ya peak
Allow me to help you achieve orgasm and the highest point of pleasure
Taste so good I might copywrite it
The sensation and flavor of your intimate area are so delightful that I might claim intellectual property rights
Imma leave out this bitch with a LLC
I will exit this situation with a sense of ownership and control
If you feeling it in public keep the panties on
If you experience sexual arousal in a public setting, maintain appropriate decorum
I'll move them to the side what I make you moan
I will discreetly adjust your underwear to pleasure you and evoke pleasurable sounds
Round two we can do it in the vehicle
For our second encounter, we can engage in sexual activity inside a vehicle
Sloppy toppy people watching on the way home
I will receive enthusiastic oral sex while others observe as we travel back
Say she wanna vaction in Cancun
She expresses a desire to have a romantic getaway in Cancun
Just spit just spit we don't need lube
Saliva is sufficient lubrication for sexual activity with her
I told I was all full she looked confused
I informed her that I was emotionally fulfilled, leaving her perplexed
I left just enough room just to eat you
I intentionally left a small amount of space in my schedule to spend time satisfying her sexually
Let me hit it in the morning
Allow me to engage in sexual activity with you in the morning
She a real one
She is trustworthy and authentic
Try to hold it all in but she still cum
She attempts to control her orgasm, but ultimately experiences orgasmic pleasure
Got her screaming got her screaming like victim
I bring her immense pleasure and ecstasy, causing her to vocalize loudly
She aint tripping but that ass getting thick though
She remains unconcerned, but her buttocks are becoming more voluptuous
She like a finger in her ah hand on her throat
She enjoys having a finger in her anus and my hand gripping her throat
Calling me daddy when I hit her with the choke stroke
She affectionately addresses me as 'daddy' when I engage in dominant sexual acts such as choking
So wet that I might just live in
Her vaginal lubrication is so abundant that it feels as if I am immersed in it
Fuck around just cum and let it all soak
I might ejaculate and allow my semen to saturate the surrounding area
I told her bust that pussy open
I instructed her to spread her genital area wide open
Then I tell her bring it back
Subsequently, I command her to close her genital area again
Told her bust that pussy open
Once again, I told her to spread her genital area wide open
Then I tell her bring it back
Following that, I command her to close her genital area
I make a rapper leave early from the studio
My rap skills are so superior that other rappers feel compelled to leave the recording studio early
Probably cuz he heard that chetto puffs vanilla coke
Likely because he became aware of my superior rap lyrics and rhymes
Too many barzzz baby you know how the game go
I possess a surplus of remarkable rap verses, as is customary in the rap industry
RIP bankroll got a bank roll
I have accumulated a substantial amount of money, in memory of my deceased financial support
Leave early from the club baby don't play
I depart from the nightclub relatively early, without hesitation
And wanna thizz in the pussy like I'm Mac Dre
I desire to experience intense pleasure and excitement during sexual intercourse, similar to the effects of a drug called 'thizz,' popularized by Mac Dre
Everybody know about Tracy McWavv
Everyone is familiar with the reputation and fame of Tracy McWavv
I even got a homie boy named Dwanye Wavv
I have a close friend named Dwanye Wavv, who shares a similar level of fame and talent
Freak Freak
Acknowledging the presence of a sexually adventurous individual
And I'm tryna get deep deep
Expressing a desire for a deep emotional and physical connection
Dick you down in the sheets sheets
Engaging in intense sexual activity while lying on the bed
Imma trying make you weak weak
I aim to bring you to a state of physical and emotional weakness through sexual gratification
Just let it ride
Simply allow the experience to unfold and enjoy it without reservations
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Devan Benson
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
FrogJacketHuman
This so describes me, overbearing mother and distant father. I have a Chinese background, only child with a father so distant when my elementary school friends would describe their experiences with their single mom and being fatherless I would be able to relate, and my mom frequently told myself and others that I was the reason for her existence. she said it like she was proud, and while I am grateful she loves me so much (not all moms love their children) I also realize now that she had absolutely no life outside of raising me, and so I believe sometimes when she yelled at me for not understanding my math homework, I don't think it was about math at all, I think it was about how she was disappointed that I as one person could not complete her whole world because she created her whole world around me as the centre.
these are my experiences for most of my life, and then just last year my mom had an affair, which confirms for me that she was never fully satisfied with her relationship with my dad, which makes sense because I never saw them touch, hug, ask each other how they were doing, celebrate each other's birthday, it was always at each other's throats. I grew up thinking constantly fighting parents were normal.
The oedipus situation really screwed me up. When I was younger I had an extreme amount of trouble making friends, more so than other people my age at that time, and I would come to realize it's because whenever I didn't do what my mom said she would hug me in public and embarrass me, she threatened to do it and she actually executed sometimes, and so when little boys see that they obviously don't want to be my friend, I realized that a lot later, and she thought it was a joke, she never realized how damaging that was in the long term.
When I was 21 I finally started to learn how to cook, before then I didn't even know how to throw rice in a rice pot and every single meal was made by her. I had never worked a job before. I didn't know where the vacuum cleaner was in the house. I didn't know how to clean a toilet.
I finally realized all this when I attended University and in second-year a classmate who is about 3 years older than I invited me to a sleepover at his apartment with his single mom, just a normal friend hang up thing. But I saw him cook for her, and he told me how he pays half the rent, and knew how to do his own laundry and fold the sheets and navigate the bus on his own and drive and work and then it all hit me that I knew absolutely nothing about the world. And then he told me he was an immigrant from Afghanistan, and how he worked as a slave for a time when he was a child, and the wars there took his father's life, and then how he struggled and feared for his life everyday as he and his brother and his mom all work to save enough money to fly out of there, and upon landing in Canada he became a drug dealer and became addicted to alcohol, but today he is in my Social Work University program, where he seeks to help immigrants like himself because he never had that, and and that's when I realized not only did I not know how to take care of myself, but I really do know nothing about the hardships of the world, and I really didn't know that Canada was one of the best places to live in the world.
It is in large part due to Jordan Peterson and my friend that I chose to become independent and make something of myself today. It's not easy, being one presented with the situation that if only you never grow up everything will be taken care of, but I've chosen this, and now I am working my first job in a movie theater, and I'm attempting to budget and often hundred dollars under every month because I'm still learning, and cooking takes the whole Sunday for me because I'm so slow, but I'm growing more independent now, I've been that way for about a year I want to continue this, it's extremely tough but one thing they don't tell you about the oedipus situation is that you never move there, it's like school, any actions you take aren't really real, it's a simulation, and I would rather try real life and fail, then even to have my best efforts wasted and inconsequential in a fake world.
I'm choosing real life, and how can I not when I've never been through warfare unlike my friend? How can I say I'm too cowardly to face the truth when the worst I've ever faced is an overbearing mother, nothing compared to him?
We all have our challenges, and today I would rather face them and fail, then never try and hide cowardly. I wouldn't be able to go to sleep at night if I knew I wasn't giving my best.
madmike1
My mum was pretty overbearing, she was a single mum and I was a skinny, nerdy, gay, slightly disabled. So I think my mum got into the idea she would always fight for me....but that turned into "my son is forever am infant".
It was annoying from 16 to like 24 but once I was truly and fully an adult in everyone's eyes...my mum just couldn't let it go, when I was at uni she rang 4 times a day (usually ringing back after we hung up) and she did alot of my finances because she wanted to and she kinda never told me to do anything myself.
Then I finished uni and had to move in with her until I got a full time job...dear god I was depressed, REALLY bad frame of mind.
Now I have my own flat I am intentionally making our relationship a smaller part of both our lives. I ring her and see her every week, but I hang up if she tries to intentionally prelong conversations and just be bluntly rude in telling her I am no longer listening to her suggestions and I will figure it out myself.
Basically treating her like someone with a bad addiction and I am the drug....it pains me but it really opened my eyes how unconditional love for your child...can end up hurting them and setting them up to fail.
Generaal
Personal story. Call it my #10yearchallenge if you'd like. I had a situation where not just my mother, but my entire environment imposed the 'overbearing' story on me. You may find this interesting as a case study.
I'm autistic, as probably a lot of you do. I was, therefore, put in the Dutch Cluster 4 education (cluster meaning handicap type, 4 means psychological). The thing about such education is, there IS NO EDUCATION. Most schools did, and most probably still, only give out classes like how to behave and such, but other than that, they do no actual lessons like math, biology and so on.
Now, I was not a dumb kid - I have an IQ of about 120. I had at that age the discipline to do one of the two higher levels of Dutch high school education (Havo/vwo, meaning preparing for mid-tier university or ivy-league level university education). However, I was put on a lower level than that, equivalent to american community college-prepation (VMBO-TL). Not only that, I had to teach myself everything. I could ask teachers for help, in theory. But in reality, politicans had decided that putting the mild autists with violent psychopaths was a good idea, so the teachers had to focus on keeping the latter in line. I literally had to beg the teachers for more than a years to give me the books I needed for German classes. I sometimes asked to be allowed to do a test. (which often included an answer sheet in the back). I spend 6 years doing an education of 4 years. Bored out of my mind and terrorized by the psychopaths, which caused me to develop PSTD which has been diagnosed by a psychologist.
What the worst part was, was that the teachers, faculty and my parents all encouraged me to take the easy route; when you're older, go do simple work like brick laying and get help with everything in life, from running a household to doing hobbies. The eternal child. "it's alright we're all autistic amiright." This has to be the biggest lie in human history - it's demeaning and these same people will not say the same thing if you were to suddenly have to work with them as equals. At age 15, something snapped inside me - if I wouldn't crawl out of this myself, without relying on professional ''help'', I would end up completely dependent and probably in a ditch (happened to half my class mates btw). Now, there were reasons to put me there in that school - I wasn't an easy kid and had difficulty with socializing to an extreme level, something which I grew out of. But I didn't want to end up like a loser, dependent on others or even homeless as a tramp.
So I made a deal with myself "If I don't crawl out of this and get a university degree, I will kill myself."
This may seem harsh, but this saved my life. Back against the wall, kicking and screaming. I studied rigirously - not relying on teachers, but on myself to make sure I got everything right. I graduated two weeks before I turned 18, with only a VMBO-TL diploma (which Dutch folk can tell you is quite late. Btw, I graduated two weeks after one of the psychopaths I warned the faculty about for years did an attempt on my life). Then, I wanted to go into IT. My own parents and environment discouraged me "you won't get help like in high school, you won't last 3 weeks there".
I ended up completing a 4 year course in 3 years, with being in the top 3 students of year of graduation.
Then, I was allowed to enter university (Duch: HBO) for a bachelor degree, which I finished in 4.5 years with grades comparable to A-/B+ (half year delay due to external factors I had no control over). I met the love of my life in early 2015, and we're married since a month ago. I have now a stable job since a year, gotten directly after graduation. I've gotten over the PTSD (nightmares with sweat and all that). I can function in society, pay my bills, handle money and the household properly and deal properly with people.
Who helped me with that? overbearing teachers and parents? No, it was my in-laws, fellow students in college and later colleagues at work - kicking my bottom in the right direction if I screwed up. I wasn't an easy kid, but coddling doesn't work. I had to kick my parents out of my life for years, including until after my wedding to protect myself. They only visited a few weeks ago for the first time, and had not expected me and my wife to handle a household, cook, clean and do everything else properly. Only since then have they treated me normally, so, very recent. (yes yes, I've taken some of Peterson's advices to heart about lobsters and cleaning rooms, although I've only been listening to him for a year or two).
This wasn't a /r/offmychest or tantrum story, but a case study of this problem, and why it is toxic. I hope this helps to understand why being overbearing towards kids, even if they have certain issues, only makes things worse.
Kim Sherlock
My Mother loved babies dependent on her
When not helpless we became difficult to control
She stopped me from socially growing into an independent Person.
Locked in to her world where I must obey.
Mother found a Lover when I was stunted emotionally... at 15 years old.
I had to leave my family home 17 years old as I was a burden, I paid rent as I worked already.
The home was sold no more a home for me.
Never a home to come back to.....leaving,
Without goodbye .
Red Ram
My mother is a manipulative, nagging, angry, abusive, spiteful person. Everyone but one in my family, including me and my father has abandoned her. At one point, mom drug dad to a marriage counselor. Looking back, her plan was to gain leverage over my father by having an outside professional opinion on her side. She made a big deal out of this in the beginning, however they eventually, and quietly stopped going. Mom refused to bring it up or talk about it. Eventually, years later, dad finally told us the counselor told mom “Back off”. She saw through mom’s game and pointed out that the claims of persecution and abuse are figments of her imagination. They divorced a decade later.
Another decade passes, bringing us to 2018. Dad just remarried, but mom doesn’t know because we were asked not to tell her. He lives four states away now, so isolating them isn’t difficult. Mom went ballistic before upon finding out he was seeing someone.
During this incident, it’s 11 pm when my stepmother gets a call from an unknown number. It’s my mom, SCREAMING AT HER AT THE TOP OF HER LUNGS. Mom doesn’t have dad’s number, because he dealt with mom doing this before and changed it. He asked us not to give it to her. How my mom got his new wife’s number, or even knew her identity is a mystery. So mom is screaming almost unintelligibly and keeps repeating something about his house. Apparently my mother performs title searches on her ex-husband’s home regularly... one he bought years after their divorce was finalized AND IS FOUR STATES AWAY. She was aghast to see another woman’s name added to the deed. My mother fully expected her ex-husband to will her all his property and viewed his new wife as someone “taking what’s hers”. Mom tried, and failed to scare this “other woman” away in order to, in her mind, retain what belongs to her. Dad hung up on her
It gets even better. When dad spent some time at my home months later (I live not far from my mother), she stopped by while I was at work to “chat” with dad. Long and short of it, mom wanted him to remarry her (she still wasn’t aware he was remarried) that way she’d get all his stuff “because you owe me”. They’d live separately. She just wants his stuff. He then filled mom in that he remarried. His exact words were “She was unfazed.” Mom said “So what? Make a new will. I deserve it”.
There’s so much more, but this was the most recent incident
Dad said “Bye” and closed the door on her.
CinnamonGirl
This describes narcissistic parenting. It’s toxic. Outsiders a lot of the time defend the mother and how she just “loves her kids so much” but a lot of these women proactively destroy their kids mentally and emotionally so they never get ahead in life. This is what my mother did to me and I had to cut contact. She used to tell me I could never survive without her because I was mentally unstable and had bad judgment. She tried to destroy my wedding and marriage and tried to get me fired from jobs. My parents are divorced and she still blames my father for her behavior despite the fact that he’s been gone for 20 years.
Wick
I know what you are talking about. Try to think it like she shows you only her "Dark Persona" and not her true self, so in your mind -try to not take anything so seriously and personally and build some way out over time with peace in mind.
cwgumby
Same bro it sucks.
Pepe Silvia
My f God, "good" to know that someone has passed the same that myself. My mom actively tried to plot to me get fired in jobs to return to her house as a loser, and trying to ruin my romantic relashionships at all costs. Man, this is hell, people don't understand, they think because you are somehow hostile to your mom it's because you are a bad person or a manchild in adolescence, but the sad story is that I am a victim trying to fight this injustice of bad lucky
strafer
Same with me. I remember sitting in a restaurant with my mother and she said she should have set me on fire when I was a kid. She would say really harsh things out of nowhere. It was all systematic. I didn’t want to accept it for the longest.
NatureShorts
Very similar experience here. Barraged me with negativity and criticism, told me no woman would ever love me, told me I could never marry because I needed to take care of her, blames all her problems on my Dad... I finally had to go no contact on her as it was the only way I could move forward with my life. She was a cancer in my life. Very few people understand, so I don't bother trying to explain. You're not alone, brother.
victor 117
I worked corrections for a good while, and was always amazed at how many of the most violent, manipulative, antisocial and frankly, outright dangerous inmates were momma's boys. There's a psychologically crucial process of maturation that doesn't occur in these men, and it kinda perpetually freezes their emotional maturity at the level of a 9 year old.
The only difference is, they're 6'3 and 250 pounds and when they lash out like a child people get badly injured.
Nick Dee
how did you know they were mommas boys?
victor 117
@Nick Dee Because we screen their mail and phonecalls.
Nick Dee
@victor 117 roger