This is a song about "Shooting cats"

Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance

Not only high, but i season you cats

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

He's snapped and now he's trapped, first he killed his neighbor's cats,

So drop the slam and let's get sick

I'm shooting at the bullshit,

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

So i can understand police victims

And now that i’m getting money

These other cats bring blasphemy

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!