This is a song about "Pringles the cat"

Predicting a storm, remember jack the cat? nah? good, me neither/

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Lyrical lysol, i'm ajax the cat so keep out kids.

That's the capital of ghana for you idiots

When they ask my answers always it was the cat

The jager in my cup is licorice black

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Im still the youngest cat spitting off some tickets

You're a pussy not a cat

I know the world been waiting for that

But i'm back, g, makin' the game reek of cat pee.

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see