This is a song about "Cat and the hat"

The jager in my cup is licorice black

And embarass you. put ya offense in wild cat,

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

And i need my turkey gravy and i need my kitty cat

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

But underneath this hat was some hair and a pair of horns

When they ask my answers always it was the cat

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

While the other while tip his hat and stape the union in the back,

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

The cat pissed on my porch? bitch don't do it again,