spinitch & Chaz Matador - Kat in the Koma

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

Written by:
Estevan Muñoz, Spencer Smyth

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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