This is a song about "Cats"

Ambition mixing liquor with life's lemons

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

Killed so many cats my nicknames curiosity

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

Leopards... cats, they make you grow

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

Not only high, but i season you cats

I kill on the wary pavement and leave these cats dribbling

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something