This is a song about "Cats"

The fourth one, i like to kick around

Truthfully ya'll are cool cats, but i'm a hound

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

These other cats bring blasphemy

It allows society to be questioned, can take down fat cats like

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing