This is a song about "Dead mouse"

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Mouse slowly carouse to rat, as swings the bat, robbing house after house

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

A lion to you a mouse to me i'll come at you intrepid

Call it the trap house, i got the mouse, call it the little heater,

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

The pioneer of the coke rap

Get caught in my mouse trap

Back from the motherfucking dead

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Now you wish i was dead,

Code red, which means you go red

Like sally mae on college debt

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.