This is a song about "My kat"

These my rhymes and my story

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I aint for no apologies break a bitch back like kit kat

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

Ha, wale you so arrogant

My streaks my testament.

Man, that saying is so misused

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Got a kit kat, better split that

Got my head in my hands.

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Started off on thin ice

See my pain through my eyes,

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come