This is a song about "A cat sitting on a rug"

Under the round moon in fumes, i make a cat growl

And then i smilethrow in the towel

Im givin' you bad luck worse than a black cat

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

Sitting in igloo growing a beard

Money is most of y'all interest

Heystop running your mouth

Its like a game of cat an mouse,

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

'cause even when i'm sitting on my ass, i'm at a war too

Where would i be without my dogs

Like a cat without claws,

Better watch your words or ill roll you up in a fustian rug,

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck