This is a song about "Rats and your mum fucking me"

They fucking me and loving me

On they twitter writing novels, see

And wonder why i spit ruthless raps to the hopeless rats

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Rap attack your pack a rats coming in like swat teams,

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Me and your mum had rough sex

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Orts ill deep throat your mum with a polo and make it taste menthol

Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

Your mum is a bitch your dad's a maggot

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done