This is a song about "Gather"

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Gather round gather round cause i’m home now

We bring the truth so people always gather

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Damn near look like a god damn dump truck on the back of your ass

I gather fanatics and there's nothin that i would rather have/

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

I gather the remains no waste and savour all the blood,

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

I wipe cake from my eyes, gather up the courage

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

My life is a gather of strives of knifes and daggers

And daddy's in the cadillac

But i gather that cash like hacka shack

All the people gather into a crowd and sing a song

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone