This is a song about "Cats and spaeakers"

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

But i apologize for not walking you around

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

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

They know they shouldn't touch me like the third rail

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

Remember jack? theirs a reason i only hang with the dogs, not the cats/

Feedin' off these cats, i see my lats growin'

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

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