This is a song about "Thunder cats"

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

If improvin rap's a blunder, let me get struck by thunder

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Not only high, but i season you cats

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

You can hear it in my lyrics

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

I’m young and wild and i charm our old mother

When the beat drop, just feel that thunder