This is a song about "Shooting cats"

And if he can't learn to love you, you should leave him

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

Shooting down moms and wives

Hop in and let me test drive

Not only high, but i season you cats

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Than the muse of a family

These other cats bring blasphemy

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

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

Like me, when i'm shooting for the stars/

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

Mary jane keeps me high like every day