This is a song about "Puppies and kittens"

As she goes through the levels

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

My records sell, yes sir

And don't ever (and don't ever)

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

This batmobile is real hard to steer

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I say what my mind speak

And kill yourself and your clique

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

All yall rappers kittens so im taking out the liter