This is a song about "Birthdsy cats and chocolate"

Niggas getting flipped, i get them done for nothing

I kill on the wary pavement and leave these cats dribbling

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

For the new cats to come and take the fame

Leopards... cats, they make you grow

I ain't tryna brag though

Your gonna be on top nigga

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

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

Fuck everything and fuck all these cats that rap

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

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

Not only high, but i season you cats