This is a song about "Kats and dawgs"

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

And inhospitable,

This is something different

And remember what i said and

And kill yourself and your clique

Nightmare on any street

Korrupt kats that's jocking me, poverty, possibly a oligarchy economy

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,