This is a song about "Pet rats"

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

'no mas' but squads will come and shoot your pet

I said ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

Mud, worms, rats, hmm thats why your dinner's cheap!!

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said

Youll need your mother right by your side, youre my pet

Spread her, pet her with her thighs sprawled

Tell me anything you want

She was confused because i am usually a teachers pet

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Don't you dare play dirty don't you be teachers pet and nice

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Life is your only friend, one day you'll understand

Snap back at trapped rats like i'm an elastic band,

Get around like tupac, i'm not worked up, i'm wound/

It's my pet i keep it groomed