This is a song about "Mouse traps"

And i can admire your body but your mind is much deeper

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

I'll make sure that you don't win like a mouse in a trap,

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Talk down to me like im some sort of mouse,

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

When they know the truth is u a mouse/

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Get caught in my mouse trap

I know what you do with that

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

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Like a mouse versus a big fat elephant

I'll make sure that you don't win like a mouse in a trap,

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack