I’m Jetpack Cat, yeah that’s my name,
Flying through the sky like I own the game,
Rockets on my back, sparks in my trail,
Every enemy team knows they’re gonna fail.
I dropped through Gibraltar late one night,
Boosters burning blue and my eyes glowing bright,
The payload stopped, alarms went flat,
Somebody yelled, “Watch out — it’s Jetpack Cat!”
Tanks started running, supports hit fade,
DPS heroes wished they’d never queued that day,
I zoomed past Tracer faster than light,
Sent Genji spinning clean out of the fight.
Junkrat panicked, Reinhardt fell,
Reaper disappeared but I tracked him well,
Even Doomfist took one look at that
And backed away slow from Jetpack Cat.
I don’t need medals, don’t need fame,
I just fly in and take the game,
Claws out sharp and engines hot,
King of the skies and the final POTG shot.
So if you hear rockets and a warning spat,
You better take cover from Jetpack Cat.