This is a song about "Katie scott"

She sit up at her desk on perez all day

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

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

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

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,

You feeling when you be drillin' that shit

Scott, but ya better not forget it

You fags wear #jeremy #scott #wings, fly sneakers on

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Life's based upon what i'mma do today

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

Guess what ike, im fucking katie

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

Me and darren scott, we're rapping about our exes.