This is a song about "Forks cats airplanes"

And now that i’m getting money

These other cats bring blasphemy

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

She likes the way it hits her lips

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

The bitch badder than any bitch that you name

For the new cats to come and take the fame

With women with issues

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

Not only high, but i season you cats