This is a song about "Black cats"

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

Top dropped down, black on black

Yo, i'll bet she be back

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

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

Feedin' off these cats, i see my lats growin'

Ten more depending on where wale going

It allows society to be questioned, can take down fat cats like

Lightning is striking, water hittin' on my window like ike

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position