This is a song about "Playdough cats"

And the v12, that's on various trips

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

It allows society to be questioned, can take down fat cats like

Lightning is striking, water hittin' on my window like ike

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Lifeless, trying to stay awake as cats skit they songs

These other cats bring blasphemy

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Got all these cats surroundin' me, trying to get a freebie

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

So if it comes down, may the best man win