This is a song about "Stray cats"

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Doin wat i do is not a sin i always keep a stray gat in the bin

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

Cos they suck so hard they're crap can stray a buck...

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

My stray plaque... "bitch please you're gonna die!"

You just need to take me, i know you can fly

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

Not only high, but i season you cats

I'll snatch your girl if you're slipping

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//

These other cats bring blasphemy

Look it something they can't ever see