This is a song about "My kat"

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

This is my original, my validation

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Got a kit kat, better split that

I don't know why i'm even on this track

So anything do is everything to you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

That is my wish, my fantasy.

I be gettin' money

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

Wanna break ya off, come kit-kat you

I'm here tryin' to pull you through