This is a song about "Katie logan"

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Guess what ike, im fucking katie

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

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

I once had this friend, his name was logan.

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

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

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

The kinda person to get katie couric to cursin'

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Logan i've become so numb to what you've said