I ain't trying to be ignorant
Grab the scissors and saws and
Donate a kitty and tell the feds to come get me!
With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly
But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see
Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy
And don't ever (and don't ever)
I thought i recognized her
Me and my peeps often meet
They laugh and scream and leap
Everyone, look! that kitty believes in immortality!
In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see
My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze
How bout my brother toast kitty, he produces beats that sound like symphony's,
Shout out my nigga miles
Blood and cuts, ifs and buts
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