This is a song about "Hating rats"

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

While you stay hating yourself inwardly.

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

If skill was a scary basement i'd have rats nibbling

It's okay to hate the game long as you not player hating

Haha niggas murdered this shit, know what i'm saying

Trapping with the hood rats

She do it with no hands

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Rap attack your pack a rats coming in like swat teams,

Its the real poke' rap poke a hundred fuckin rats

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

This song to retaliate this discrimination of fakes who are hating