This is a song about "Katie metcalfe my nanna"

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

We lookin' for something like navigation

This is my original, my validation

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

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

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Grab my knife and my gun

They'll have to rename this one