This is a song about "Cat farts"

Wonder if they take it all back

Its flows and leaks from this cat

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

I poop so hard my face farts to the

But i've got the farts, well contained

And i feared that my fans say i failed

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

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

Is this because you you shagged ya cat

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

But i've got all the farts, well contained

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Well now i'm the top cat

She always comin back

I'm feelin' like a platter at phillip's when i rap

Im givin' you bad luck worse than a black cat