This is a song about "Steve s cat"

But that takes paper that we don't have so niggas put their souls up as collateral

My bars is kickin' into steve urkel,been writing rhymes long as a journal

Like a cat without claws,

Shots, they back and forth

Their face appears on missing cat posters

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

I just wanna be higher than that

Its flows and leaks from this cat

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Went and got two maseratis at the same damn time

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,