This is a song about "Lost bob cat keys"

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

Like countries losing their planes like car keys,

Huh, a metaphor of course

Like a cat without claws,

Well now i'm the top cat

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

It's a ribbity rambully, be bob drop from a 3 year old

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Sponge bob bitch,"im ready"

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Easygoing minutemen kill thereby hate keys via students