This is a song about "I really like cats"

With a trail of dead mic's cause these wack cats get stopped like red lights.

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

Taking judgements like ringin' melodies cuz' damn i don't care. really,i don't hear a thing.

Known to damage and highly flammable like gas stationssorry i left that ass waiting

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

Feedin' off these cats, i see my lats growin'

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

I feel like through these struggles i really just deserve respect,

I've become immune to you no name haters

But i really don't feel like calling a nurse

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

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack