This is a song about "My cat nyx"

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

And embarass you. put ya offense in wild cat,

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Im givin' you bad luck worse than a black cat

Im sayin one night my love is like that

When they ask my answers always it was the cat

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

Fly as shit for no goddamn reason

Whats the matter cat got your tongue

The game is electronic cat piss

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

The little cat was practice, for my later regime.

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream