This is a song about "Wild cats"

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Cause i rather shatter the skittish cats

These other cats bring blasphemy

Looking at your money

The glare makes me hard to find

Then they going fucking wild

Look it something they can't ever see

These other cats bring blasphemy

Eat well, get fat, young cats stack digits

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Look the mastermind, took the masters mind

So i might be awhile, i'm wild,

Leopards... cats, they make you grow

You know i be teasing, though

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting

Real hip hop, leave the fake cats vanishing//