This is a song about "Quan lac"

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

Cruisin around with four flats all the way to fon du lac,

Police on your mama phone, talking bout your baby gone

Like rich homie quan,yall pawns, im satans spawn,spit fire when i yawn,

I gotta cadillac rollin up to fon du lac feelin up my girl in back,

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad