This is a song about "Aunt katrina"

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

And katrina left all of new orleans devastated,

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

Then after katrina hell broke loose, so we got out

If a nigga didn't fake like them

I get more from banks than aunt vivian

I say it’s your world, cole world to be exact

And where's aunt? her life got squished like an ant.

If word gets out, i'll never see my aunt again

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

And katrina left all of new orleans devastated,

Aunt showing up? grabbed her slapped her and snapped her!

Hundred running they ain't finna slow down never

I had to stop the perfect girl in her act so my aunt wouldn't see the scene that's obscene

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen