Freaky speaks to the soul, but from the waist down. A cruel cocktail of Afrobeats, dancehall, and RnB, its the emperor of slow whines. Always the party-monger, Moxie charges for the dance floor in this one, unapologetically. Make no mistake though. Freaky invades the heart too. You wouldn’t just dance. You’ll be singing at the top of your voice.