This is a song about "Mister kitty"

You're so bad at rapping that even hello kitty said goodbye to you.

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Your death's miscella-neous, say hi to mister hades man, these little games

Bossy friend better behave in any weather, pale skin, color of white slave,

Her brother look up to me, he callin me mister

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

Mister incredible, has to be credible

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

She stroking the kitty while i shoot with the camera

Everyone, look! that kitty believes in immortality!

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

Your saying i suck, well fuck, i guess its my bad luck, mister buck,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck