This is a song about "Cats"

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

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

Lifeless, trying to stay awake as cats skit they songs

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

And my only fear's a wedding ring

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

Fuck everything and fuck all these cats that rap

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

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

These been thinking we ain't tripping off lyrics

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

Take a tab of acid and hang with with cats in hats,

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits