This is a song about "Jakk cat"

Predicting a storm, remember jack the cat? nah? good, me neither/

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

When they ask my answers always it was the cat

I attract these pussy's like cat nip,

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

The future is now

My cat jsut says meow

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

You know i love that pussy just like your cat lady grandma

Whats the matter cat got your tongue

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Their face appears on missing cat posters