This is a song about "Gay cat"

Yeah you can call that nigga gay

Doin wild shit, lookin at the sun don't pay

We've gon so far astray

Because what you spit is gay,

Turn the hate on, eyes on me with their kiddie coy

Little gay looking boy

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

And i need my turkey gravy and i need my kitty cat

Im givin' you bad luck worse than a black cat

We never tattle, let god handle that

The game is electronic cat piss

Luda moved digits after he moved bitches

Yeah, im not the skinniest cat.

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Their face appears on missing cat posters

So you finally got the nerve