This is a song about "Birthdsy cats and chocolate"

And some strawberries and some chocolate

The real muscle in the message of that

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Fuck everything and fuck all these cats that rap

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

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

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Run with ill cats, and we we kill that, with heat like shaq attack,

These other cats bring blasphemy

And now that i’m getting money

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

Not only high, but i season you cats

Light up a white chocolate blunt and take it in turns

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers