This is a song about "Rats ass"

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

You weak rats relax these tracks i release on the streets

Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

If skill was a scary basement i'd have rats nibbling

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

You don't mean that, you faggot

Y'all rats don't worry me a bit

People are trapped like rats in cages, it snaps and snarls 'em,

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

For setting up traps

Trapping with the hood rats

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

Trip out fucking deadly being bit by bats and rats,