This is a song about "Dogs cats"

Remember jack? theirs a reason i only hang with the dogs, not the cats/

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

Not only high, but i season you cats

From an african american stance

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Do ya hear me? i got ravenous rabid guard dogs

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I don't think it's right when the dogs come to pee

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats