This is a song about "Bald cats"

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Remember jack? theirs a reason i only hang with the dogs, not the cats/

These other cats bring blasphemy

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

If i don't make that man there dance

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

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

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips