This is a song about "Katie metcalfe my nanna"

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

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

And the games appeal to the struggling youth with no father

Fuck fame, fuck money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

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

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

For setting up traps