This is a song about "Matt is a rat"

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

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

Supporting a real rat pack still live in the hood

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

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

Rat-a-tat-tat, your done 'n sacked, and there's no coming back,

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

Getting me locked up/ trynna make me a snake ? a rat ? no fuckin way/

In fact you're as killable as drugged up lab rat,

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Question of a fact is, are you a rat?

Because there ain't no coming back from that

No gimmick: real time, real heart

Rat race no rat flow hard