This is a song about "Go cats"

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

He's snapped and now he's trapped, first he killed his neighbor's cats,

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

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

Killed so many cats my nicknames curiosity

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

And if you love substance you'll love wale

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Highest form of affection, physical connection