This is a song about "Do the siberian cat"

Under the round moon in fumes, i make a cat growl

And then i smilethrow in the towel

When they ask my answers always it was the cat

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

Its flows and leaks from this cat

Twista finna get up on the track

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Got a picture of your cat,

The game is electronic cat piss

Yes, im gluttonous. d.c. up in this

She always comin back

Yeah, im not the skinniest cat.

Our lyrics attack more savagely than a siberian bloodhound fuck off clowns

When the truth came out i'm a rapper not a poet "aka" the people's mouth

To burn my kingdom, you must use fire

Be a real cat,rep your ass in the cypher