This is a song about "Grill the kittens"

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Will get fricasseed on the grill then

And i can't do it anymore, i'm tired of always not being first

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows