This is a song about "Cats pinaples"

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

My talent should take me places i've never been

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

These other cats bring blasphemy

And they can't see the tragedy

Take a tab of acid and hang with with cats in hats,

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,