This is a song about "Cats"

I kill on the wary pavement and leave these cats dribbling

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

So here i am at the store for some chips

He's snapped and now he's trapped, first he killed his neighbor's cats,

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

Lifeless, trying to stay awake as cats skit they songs

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance