This is a song about "Modest mouse"

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

People say that i'm a bum, my parents make modest money,

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Call it the trap house, i got the mouse, call it the little heater,

And now his house is modest too, he went and forgot his roots,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

They chase you a like mouse in the city of the bronx.

So i'm one with that

Get caught in my mouse trap

Mouse slowly carouse to rat, as swings the bat, robbing house after house

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds