This is a song about "Tyler likes rapeing fishs and cats"

But you gotta be meticulous, to get these critics and cats to bob their heads,

What you bust still sucks, an obituary's sanctuary don't make sense

Run with ill cats, and we we kill that, with heat like shaq attack,

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

And when money is plenty, a lot of nigga's is friendly

Who likes to battle rap and thinks i fuck with dairy

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Run with ill cats, and we we kill that, with heat like shaq attack,

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Fuck everything and fuck all these cats that rap

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Take a tab of acid and hang with with cats in hats,

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

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