This is a song about "Have sex with cats"

And in love with her, lets have sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Young, nigga having sex many ways with your mother.

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

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Go play with your sex toy

She got back with her old boy

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