This is a song about "Cats"

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

Lifeless, trying to stay awake as cats skit they songs

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

I kill on the wary pavement and leave these cats dribbling

Have that consistence drive long as your motor’s running

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Got all these cats surroundin' me, trying to get a freebie

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

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips