This is a song about "Fat cat sat on a rat"

Where would i be without my dogs

Like a cat without claws,

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

With a rich bitch giving me head, sat on the blower to mallower back in

Could never get a girl to love him, too much fat on his belly

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

You're a pussy not a cat

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Partially garbage artists depart on par with rat carcasses

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Snapple fact: you rather wack