This is a song about "Cats and cheese"

Pac told me fuck the world, i'm bout to cum now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Fuck everything and fuck all these cats that rap

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

What y'all know about mac and cheese, y'all ain't know nothin so pass the weed

I'll eat you like velveeta when i smother it all on my mac and cheese,

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Run with ill cats, and we we kill that, with heat like shaq attack,

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac