This is a song about "Copie cat"

Whats the matter cat got your tongue

Mami... she open, she open

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

The game is electronic cat piss

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

This game of cat and mouse ends a.s.a.p

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

When they ask my answers always it was the cat

I attract these pussy's like cat nip,

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit