This is a song about "Cats"

These other cats bring blasphemy

Took my heart away from money

It allows society to be questioned, can take down fat cats like

Make you holla out my name when a thug nigga ride, can i come inside

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

Not only high, but i season you cats

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags