This is a song about "Potato cats"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Killed so many cats my nicknames curiosity

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

Before these motherfuckers see me sufferinbut it ain't nothin

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

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

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

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

After he just got out, 15 years to count

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

These other cats bring blasphemy

20 racks really thats sneaker money