This is a song about "Dead mouse"

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

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

In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around

My tires align with the play, but the times out

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Its like a game of cat an mouse,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

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

Talk down to me like im some sort of mouse,

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

When they know the truth is u a mouse/

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

Believe me, i'm beyond dead

Nobody ain't own us yet

We don't know what to say to the damage we stay silent like a mouse

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse