This is a song about "Fucking gats cats"

Alright we're back again, pop gats again

Had a crush on way back, i wasn’t vip then

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

These other cats bring blasphemy

Looking at your money

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks