This is a song about "Cats"

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

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

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

So here i am at the store for some chips

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

Lifeless, trying to stay awake as cats skit they songs

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

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

Fuck, clean up on aisle six