This is a song about "Katie and ammar"

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

And get it again and again

And once i'm dead and gone

December 4th a star was born

I don't know defeat

And kill yourself and your clique

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Shout out my nigga miles

Social conditioning and

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

And a fridge and some broccoli

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three