This is a song about "Shooting cats"

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

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Now i'm shooting blanks but hell.

Let me call that hotel

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

A shooting range with bullet limits

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

Not only high, but i season you cats

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

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

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Killed so many cats my nicknames curiosity