This is a song about "My cat butters"

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

Im givin' you bad luck worse than a black cat

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

The little cat was practice, for my later regime.

Mommy and daddy were like a dog and a cat

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Cause we done did that

Got a picture of your cat,

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

Nigga ain't bad, see, niggas just had

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Im still the youngest cat spitting off some tickets