This is a song about "Cat richert"

Conical bra make a cat go psycho

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

Got a picture of your cat,

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Damn she a wild cat, like a mufuckin baylor

Well now i'm the top cat

You know, work that

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

I ride with them boys in the middle of the map

And embarass you. put ya offense in wild cat,

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Their face appears on missing cat posters