This is a song about "Rat snitch loyal jail mama police easy street love"

When hes coming home from jail

Hit the block like a postman with mail

As much as i wanna leave

By a gang called the police

Rat n im arrested, snitch yull receive a disease fucked n grieve hiv rubber please?

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

Nope notta, i quickly gotta, say, i love you mama, you too papa

All you knew was rat pack

There's crack, there's crack

They don't hear the bark

Rat race no rat flow hard

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

When i kill'em dead i go to jail,