This is a song about "Katie metcalfe my nanna"

Grab my knife and my gun

When it's all said and done

Chillin' with homies and family

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

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

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.

Get ya head bust

My streaks my testament.

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Red bottoms with the spike work

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

I go, in when i start putting words out