This is a song about "Bob the cat"

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

That's making your head bob even if the music was muted,

Yeah, im not the skinniest cat.

Im sayin one night my love is like that

The little cat was practice, for my later regime.

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Predicting a storm, remember jack the cat? nah? good, me neither/

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

To cause gruesome scenes, killed the cat in the kitchen.

Im still the youngest cat spitting off some tickets

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

I feelin like the ?bob?, when he was on da fone wit jimmy.

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

Rage, pain, was blown away in the wind like bob dylan's,