This is a song about "Pussy cats"

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

I think you're a pussy

It's obvious i'm crazy

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

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

All my other people that dance around

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

I'm trynna make a couple million off my ambition

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

To all the frauds stop faking, relax