This is a song about "The love of cats"

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

You're a rap snob that lacks facts of cats thoughts in the scene

Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough

I started praying for the hope and the change of love

Never miss these things, see my game precise

The love of my life, the light of my eyes

Gotta love the smell of that burning tree,

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

I love thee to the level of every day's

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands

Remember jack? theirs a reason i only hang with the dogs, not the cats/