This is a song about "Katie"

My nigga rozay put me on the tour cus i amuse him

The kinda person to get katie couric to cursin'

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

I think i owe you an apology katie, 'cause no one's as cold as me,

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Guess what ike, im fucking katie

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

I don't think you understand me katie, no one does,