This is a song about "Potato cats"

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

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

Not only high, but i season you cats

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

She probably had a reason though

Nah, fuck that man i'm a fuckin' potato

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

I was in the zone fuckin boned her then didnt phone her that is stone cold

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

Skin but you my friend look like as if someone peeled off a potato skin.

Remember jack? theirs a reason i only hang with the dogs, not the cats/

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance