This is a song about "Foxes and cats"

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

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Switch swag on you little dick fags

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

Pink toenails tail like a beached whale

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

These other cats bring blasphemy

Third ward general, young cash money

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

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

For the new cats to come and take the fame

Harder to quit, the cigarettes and green bags

Take a tab of acid and hang with with cats in hats,