This is a song about "Running over cats with lawnmowers"

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

With a trail of dead mic's cause these wack cats get stopped like red lights.

Run with ill cats, and we we kill that, with heat like shaq attack,

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Running fakes over like a battering ram, eric dickerson

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

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

If you cross paths with my while im running straight,

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

We taking over towns with it

People running out with a missing tooth

Dark side of town, baby mama blues