This is a song about "Junk rat"

If you ever feel alone and

Girls be like whoa, you see that mans junk

No badass here, just a slacking rat racing queer.

My life's based upon what i'mma do this year

Last words to a rat homie:"why you lie?"

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Tell me that you're joking not rapping, your raps are like a cane of junk

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

Partially garbage artists depart on par with rat carcasses

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Attention is a must

Since you love working that chrome junk

Supporting a real rat pack still live in the hood

Seen a show with marvin gaye last night, it had me shook

I'm so intact so i stay sharp

Rat race no rat flow hard