This is a song about "My cats"

A military mind mean money

These other cats bring blasphemy

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

I can see it with my cats eye but you to busy teaching kids that rats die

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

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

Seen too many of y’all getting money, know my turn coming

I kill on the wary pavement and leave these cats dribbling

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

Lifeless, trying to stay awake as cats skit they songs

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

Take a tab of acid and hang with with cats in hats,