This is a song about "Emma stone cat piss"

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

Think you're rock hard? i'll use you as a steppin' stone

Well now i'm the top cat

I know what you do with that

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

Clack, clack, clack, like bullets hitting stone

Till they dead in they own piss

She gon get the mils for this

Victims name engraved on marble stone

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

Walk out on that note, leave standin frozen like madussa to stone.

Engraving your tombstone saying "rest in piss"

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

You easy to diss you breezy piss

It’s a fucking celebration, bitches