This is a song about "Dogs and cats"

These other cats bring blasphemy

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

So every action got its consequence, the lack of common sense,

But you gotta be meticulous, to get these critics and cats to bob their heads,

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

For the new cats to come and take the fame

Love our conversation but it’s late right now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Do ya hear me? i got ravenous rabid guard dogs

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

Fuck everything and fuck all these cats that rap

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,