This is a song about "My kat"

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Rock them bitches once then forgot about ‘em forever

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

Ross and folarin, couple women

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

Wake up and sniff a line of kat i've had my special k,

It's a fools fatewithout your word

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Catch you up on places i've been

Grab my knife and my gun

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

As i coordinate the perfect feature