This is a song about "Cats"

Kaiser soze, we never see him

Feedin' off these cats, i see my lats growin'

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Fuck everything and fuck all these cats that rap

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

We getting money, you can face the facts

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

He's snapped and now he's trapped, first he killed his neighbor's cats,

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

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

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens