This is a song about "Ash crow rhimaa cats"

What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day

Its obvious i'm hot, your daughters in my ash tray

You got that indie glow

Leopards... cats, they make you grow

With the insanest blast and everyone will die from inhaling ash

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

And i'm raw, fish scale

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

Like ash and just catch em all up

What a mess! but we clean in the club

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats