This is a song about "My cat martha"

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Their face appears on missing cat posters

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Mommy and daddy were like a dog and a cat

Like a cat without claws,

Kirko paint her walls

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

The little cat was practice, for my later regime.

And i need my turkey gravy and i need my kitty cat

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad

I know what you do with that

Got a picture of your cat,

Im givin' you bad luck worse than a black cat

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back