This is a song about "Scat cats"

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

It allows society to be questioned, can take down fat cats like

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Fuck everything and fuck all these cats that rap

Killed so many cats my nicknames curiosity

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Surrounded by cowards who let the cats out of the bag?

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad