This is a song about "Potato cats"

Yeah you know i got that work

And dip the mashed potato covered

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Killed so many cats my nicknames curiosity

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Truthfully ya'll are cool cats, but i'm a hound

These other cats bring blasphemy

Third ward general, young cash money

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

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

Bitch, all my verses on this beat are all pen and pad, yeah i'm bold