This is a song about "Cats and roses"

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

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

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

I'm fucking asthmatic, my records problematic

Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

I’m tryna be low key

These other cats bring blasphemy

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

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands