This is a song about "Cat lovers"

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Last night a couple of lovers tossed each other of a bridge

You're a pussy not a cat

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Focus on the journey, hold your lovers and friends close

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Whats the matter cat got your tongue

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Like true lovers caught lost in the summer, 3rd degree sunburned

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

And embarass you. put ya offense in wild cat,

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

Im givin' you bad luck worse than a black cat