This is a song about "Cat rack neat mat hat"

You, you, you have to pay for that

Hang em' up, the dish rack/

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

You're a pussy not a cat

Backtracking to when rap battling was neat

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

My coffee, put it on a flat table mat,

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

Who thought he got gonorrhea at a laundry mat.

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

I keep my money neat takin ladies out for a treat

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

Can't take the heat, lickidy repeat, rickety pretty neat