This is a song about "Cats run into windos"

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

Straight g thing, double m g thing

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

Born into a society run by superior races.

Its cold as shit in this booth

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

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

Into home runs, while you run home shook and rattled

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

These other cats bring blasphemy

Cause some of you bitches funny

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

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