This is a song about "Pickles cats potatoes and fridges"

You up, you gotta know your limits without any assistance or else

But you gotta be meticulous, to get these critics and cats to bob their heads,

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

Guess i’m different than most

Dip it all in mashed potatoes

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Not only high, but i season you cats

You wake up and apparently ya pissed a couple cats off,

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

These other cats bring blasphemy

Cause some of you bitches funny