This is a song about "Warrior cats"

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

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

Or that you could ever see me and you in another light

A warrior, a soldier, or a sniper eyeing down line of sight

You wake up and apparently ya pissed a couple cats off,

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

Truthfully ya'll are cool cats, but i'm a hound

I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound

These other cats bring blasphemy

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

To destroy anything you copy cats invest in

Not only high, but i season you cats

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance