This is a song about "Jakk cat"

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Im still the youngest cat spitting off some tickets

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Trying to beat me you rapping like a cat

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Its flows and leaks from this cat

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Damn she a wild cat, like a mufuckin baylor

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

And embarass you. put ya offense in wild cat,

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Im givin' you bad luck worse than a black cat