This is a song about "Cats"

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

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

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

Third ward general, young cash money

These other cats bring blasphemy

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

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

These other cats bring blasphemy

Hey, must be the money

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Killed so many cats my nicknames curiosity