This is a song about "Radioactive cats"

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

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

These other cats bring blasphemy

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

I'm a radioactive rapper,lines poisining like iodine.

Remember jack? theirs a reason i only hang with the dogs, not the cats/

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Killed so many cats my nicknames curiosity

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Take a tab of acid and hang with with cats in hats,

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance