This is a song about "Cats"

I kill on the wary pavement and leave these cats dribbling

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

Fuck everything and fuck all these cats that rap

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Remember jack? theirs a reason i only hang with the dogs, not the cats/

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

You wake up and apparently ya pissed a couple cats off,