This is a song about "Cats and dogs"

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

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

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

I got a team full of dogs and the dogs bite,

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

For the new cats to come and take the fame

Nigga don't know how to rap but i'm in the game

Fuck everything and fuck all these cats that rap

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

Do ya hear me? i got ravenous rabid guard dogs

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

These other cats bring blasphemy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

These other cats bring blasphemy