This is a song about "Rats ass"

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

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

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance

Its the real poke' rap poke a hundred fuckin rats

His crazy ass family and crazy ass wife,

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Keep it a good stack i eat cheese from hood rats

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

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

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Now sissy prep up for a symphony of alimonies within a pterodactyl screech

Blood all over grass mouth infested with rats i'm a known killer names encarved in each

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

These rats can fix my handicap

Whether teddy or pat