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

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Your a good mc, im a lyricist,

Im a true black man rap is my game,

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

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

Im the mc that everybody wants to be

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

I'm tryna learn somethin new

For a true nigga who wants you

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

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

Because he is a little bitch who cant take it that im better than him

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

Fuck that all i see is a hood rat id never ever touch smack

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag