Freaking Out the Neighborhood Lyrics
There are times, I get carried away...
Please... Don't worry...
Next time I'm home, I'll still be the same...
When your, first son...
Gets up, to no good...
Starts freaking out the neighborhood...
Never been better, got no job on the line...
Sincerely... Don't worry...
Same old boy that you hoped you would find...
When your, first son...
Gets up, to no good...
Starts freaking out the neighborhood...

This song is about when Mac was playing a drunken gig and somehow drumsticks ended up in his ass. Cause of this internet age we're living in, a video ended up of it online. One thing led to another and his mother and grandmother saw it. This is an apology to them.

This specific song definitely shouldn't be on this website... lol
Quoting Demarco about these lyrics: "I was really, really drunk," he says. "My clothes came off. As beer poured into me, some drum sticks found their way into my bare rectum. My friend took a video of it and my mom and aunt ended up seeing it on YouTube. I'm not going to make any promises that I won't do something like that again, so if something else comes up, I can just put the song on for her again."
(as noticied here: http://www.edmontonjournal.com/entertainment/DeMarco+Montreal+slacker+made+best+records+2012/7720272/story.html)