This is a song about "Kittens and jesse"

And once i'm dead and gone

Haven't seen a girl in so long

And inhospitable,

Shout out them strippers who hustle

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

I say what my mind speak

They laugh and scream and leap

And some strawberries and some chocolate

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

And pissing red, white, and blue

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

The vision is quite clear

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

This thing that you could imagine