This is a song about "Katie bug"

Shitty little slutty wannabe you calliope or a newbie please don't bug me if you need me

They call me edifrom the side that's seedyyoung nigga greedy, so i'm runnin up on these niggas easy

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

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

The cool say i'm thug

You'll be smashed like a bug!

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Bug on my window, maggot, you duck like in limbo, flopping

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

You ain't a thug just a crushed bug on my windshield on the road to fame,

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

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

Guess what ike, im fucking katie

Your balls cry during bug life

We hustle to survive