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

Ha, dead broke tryna get a bail

Your father sits in jail

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

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

We just slapped the ugly rat.

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I'm done chasing you and being loyal

My all gold rolly or the

Now he calling me baby mama

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

And one day you'll get my all, it's insha'allah.. wale

Soon as we start

Rat race no rat flow hard