This is a song about "Im a rat who is the true mc"

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

Im the mc that everybody wants to be

Do they know that im the fucking mc?

I bet you hear that white music

I flow like im under vents a mc with a temper 5 balls

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

Your a good mc, im a lyricist,

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

The one that tells you my love is true

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Who the fuck would've thought that one little lone mc

Make room for the groom married to his music

Rat n im arrested, snitch yull receive a disease fucked n grieve hiv rubber please?

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you

Now god is a murderer this much is true.