This is a song about "Kitty food"

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

As he grew up he got more confused

Now all im tryna do is get food

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

All my niggas get together to gather loot

They pop a molly, then i pop the kitty

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Everyone, look! that kitty believes in immortality!

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.