This is a song about "Feminist killjoy"

Got tired of running from the police

Lil rat go eat some poisoned cheese please/

That begets collapse like a gusset defect when i plague yo beats,

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Don't have much strength left inside of me but i'm anti me; fucked up jesus

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Its depressing, this kingdom is prison, of this system we victim

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

But still disastrous like an antagonist swinging an axe and shit

Rat race no rat flow hard

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

We're anti-government and practice these acts - vigorously & viciously,