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

Try to jack and i will attack

All you knew was rat pack

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

I hate police so im saving the street!

Shit i'm the the rapper

For kicks i cure cancer

Banner,and ill give you cancer

The ice ain't really nothing to her

You really are a snitch

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

Your pants get hit with cancer

How the fuck a deal matter

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

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese