This is a song about "Stray cats"

If i don't make that man there dance

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

Stray away bullet streaks off the lips son

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

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,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

These other cats bring blasphemy

Round my motherfuckin way

Now your leading me a stray

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

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

You try to stray from the gay image, but put cream where your face is?