Kat in the Koma ft. Chaz Matador & DJ food stamp Lyrics

Morning of 3/9 in '99

Gramps cooked Kat banana pancakes she whined and cried

Claimin' she don't like that kind but gladly ate em last week

Sassy, kitten in the corner call a taxi

Stomach growling as she head to school

Forgot about a math test her face a reddish hue

Kept her cool put down her head to concentrate and stew

But long equations weren't too friendly she failed and felt a fool

Sent to

Summer school, in her mind asinine

Shackled by subtract divide, an ax to grind and wrath entwined

Lift kids by their Calvin Klein's, a ruffian spawned, befogged

Glummer, her God impart a klutz to maraud… odd

Birthday party; invited the whole class

From nerdy to dirty to jock, the cost of cake was no laughs

Mom said wait for fast arrival, nine o' clock no kid had come

Katherine fled outside to cry but saw her kitten hit and run'd

Twenty seven year old Katherine shuffles out a nightmare

It's midnight where she lives her phone is screeching like reclined chairs

Sister on the other end; sobbing that their gramps is gone

Katty skipped the funeral specifically to piss 'em off

Kalashnikov fire power stashed for the quarrels

Inbound from a fam now phantasmagoric, and

Abhorrent that her capital concern her endowment

9 times higher than Kat initially counted

Bought the biggest mansion grandpa's money could afford

Posted fliers 'round the neighborhood; housewarming party was in store

Loaded up with liquor, decorations and a 90s playlist

But by strike of midnight Katherine's palace was quite vacant

So she takes to her Jaguar, bottle ridin' shotgun

Driftin in intersections freewheeling up her blocks from

Back in the day but locked eyes with a kitten crossing

Gripped her heart, shifted sharp, missed the Kat, flipped her car