This is a song about "Rat killer"

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Figures i'm the real figure, the god killer,

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Partially garbage artists depart on par with rat carcasses

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

You claim your life a maze? well duh, you're a lab rat

Ain't even tryna hold back

All you knew was rat pack

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

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