This is a song about "Arctic hare"

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

I sip malice, from a gold chalice, sittin' smokin' in the rabbit hole with alice.

Rat race no rat flow hard

And by the way i'mma start

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

We just slapped the ugly rat.

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Partially garbage artists depart on par with rat carcasses

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Mashed n' clashed with thyme then passed into a vat of rabbit spines

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Whether in the desert sands or the depths of detroit,

You want the same whack which make other rat

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that