This is a song about "Katy perry"

Fancy type of draws drool on a mild pile

Never can he mimic... maybe can admire

So sick i'm looking pale, wait that's my pigment

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

You stay alive motherfucker, you owe me a beer

That's a huge lie, not just mild,

Jimmy back me, child

Bigger than a palace i'm more bitter than malice you're a quitter

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

Flipping im outta my mind tripping on acid and wine,

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

As a teen was middle class, a bitter ass who pissed away,

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

Barley-wine brews and broiling brats

We den turnt it up now it's at the max