This is a song about "Katie deville"

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

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

The kinda person to get katie couric to cursin'

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

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

Guess what ike, im fucking katie

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free