This is a song about "Rats in the basement"

Peep me how i'm raising up the capital from nathan

Chop you up in the basement like my name was patrick bateman

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

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening

Inside the depths of his basement

But got comma’s in my statement

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

And wonder why i spit ruthless raps to the hopeless rats

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Soon as i hit the basement

In my basement and abuse a whore, "eat the cake #anna #mae",

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

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