This is a song about "Dogs and cats"

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

These other cats bring blasphemy

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

Run with ill cats, and we we kill that, with heat like shaq attack,

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

I got a team full of dogs and the dogs bite,

Invent things like spaceships, diamond baguette bracelets and earn a few pay checks.

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

And i'm still hurtin over pops

I need a jail house to free my dogs