This is a song about "Chris the rat"

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

You claim your life a maze? well duh, you're a lab rat

Question of a fact is, are you a rat?

To get them niggas while they laid back

Supporting a real rat pack still live in the hood

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

This hoodrats think they're bad , when their names chris

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Rat race no rat flow hard

It was all bad

All you knew was rat pack