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

Running out of time your hour glass collided with my ill mind,

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

Now if you give us a chance

Running over trans ams

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

And with them dashes ur probably running too fast.

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

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

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

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

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

I'm the first one to do that i bet you never knew that

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Well be running a muck with our music, doorlists and business

Real cats come out with aks not whack snippets

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since