This is a song about "Bald cats"

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

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Its cold as shit in this booth

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

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

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

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