This is a song about "Cats"

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Truthfully ya'll are cool cats, but i'm a hound

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

It allows society to be questioned, can take down fat cats like

Hit the block like a postman with mail

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

All because she said no to homecoming, demons running

I kill on the wary pavement and leave these cats dribbling

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

These other cats bring blasphemy

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax