This is a song about "Olivia benson swift the cat princess"

I'm on deck i'm up next

I treated you like a princess

Predicting a storm, remember jack the cat? nah? good, me neither/

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

To cause gruesome scenes, killed the cat in the kitchen.

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

The way ill treat ya, youll feel like a princess,

No benson though, cuz the vibe he be killin

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

Let me cash you out , here hold this

The game is electronic cat piss

Be a real cat,rep your ass in the cypher

Good love then i can do that for her

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

The little cat was practice, for my later regime.