This is a song about "Cats"

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

One time for the girls with the right shoes

They know they shouldn't touch me like the third rail

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

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

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

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

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

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

Got all these cats surroundin' me, trying to get a freebie

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see