This is a song about "Kitty cleaver"

(make a) girl's kitty purr on my chin after i've been in her

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

I'll fuckin slice your tit off with a meat cleaver and stab you in the head so much

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

They pop a molly, then i pop the kitty

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Hackin bitches with a cleaver like i got cabin fever

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

And i need my turkey gravy and i need my kitty cat

Her kitty purr, feel bad for her, my dick considered weaponry

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Do u also look at hello kitty?

Bitch, they call it motor city

She stroking the kitty while i shoot with the camera

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh