This is a song about "Meer cats"

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

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

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Truthfully ya'll are cool cats, but i'm a hound

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

And the v12, that's on various trips

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

These other cats bring blasphemy

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him

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