This is a song about "You re just another hello kitty wannabe"

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

You're so bad at rapping that even hello kitty said goodbye to you.

Hello challenger how are you doing,

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

"ooo cute kitty, want some food?" after being just sliced

Cause you a wannabe thug who'll do anything for a gun license

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

I walk up on you, "well, hello tonya"

Lucky seven probably poppa

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Im just another one of these stars that you might'a found

It ain't fun to be you, you just a wannabe too, losing all of them knife fights,

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights