This is a song about "Bald cats"

'bout to drop you cold stop you like mold crop you bald...

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

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

Called it an ep, they said i’m tripping

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

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

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Cards are stacked like casinos, and bald us like chemo,

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

Hit the block like a postman with mail

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

Her redder header over a pie, bald