This is a song about "Cats pooping"

Chillin' with homies and family

These other cats bring blasphemy

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

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

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

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

It was hilarious, well it ain't fucking funny now

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

And i'm raw, fish scale

You wake up and apparently ya pissed a couple cats off,

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss