This is a song about "Pussy cats"

Not only high, but i season you cats

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Or did he marry his cousin , i don't know but pussy is pussy and i get pussy

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

These other cats bring blasphemy

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Said she had nice pussy

It's obvious i'm crazy

I think you're a pussy

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

And this will be the song that we sing