This is a song about "Cats"

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse

Lifeless, trying to stay awake as cats skit they songs

Niggas getting flipped, i get them done for nothing

I kill on the wary pavement and leave these cats dribbling