This is a song about "Homosexual rats"

Snap back at trapped rats like i'm an elastic band,

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

Mud, worms, rats, hmm thats why your dinner's cheap!!

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

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

I'm no homosexual,

No one notice your struggle

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

And wonder why i spit ruthless raps to the hopeless rats

Niggas getting flipped, i get them done for nothing

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