This is a song about "Leopard print"

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

Print a receipt out of my ass crack for you to eat.

Print a receipt out my ass crack for you to eat.

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

Cause he tried to buy my soul but he forgot to read the print

Shady like a leopard that's why i always stay in my own sector

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever

Have no souls indeed

Leopard kicks on my feet

Got tired of running from the police

Drops her in a spot only a leopard sees

The doctor has arrived just be patient

Should read the small print here's a small hint,

Whether you wear rags or leopard skins

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns