This is a song about "Cat"

When they ask my answers always it was the cat

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

Whats the matter cat got your tongue

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

You know i love that pussy just like your cat lady grandma

She was wet off the bat

Well now i'm the top cat

Best be prepared for the outlaws

Like a cat without claws,

Hollow tip dum-dums eat flesh like piranhas though

Conical bra make a cat go psycho

And embarass you. put ya offense in wild cat,

And there's no way i can pay you back

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

Mommy and daddy were like a dog and a cat