This is a song about "Rattle"

This is battle rap / i'll rattle cats

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

Jump in the saddle and rattle off another rap again.

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Niggas battle me but they end up releasin there throttle and chokin on a rattle,

I should have known from the start boy

Murder ya with a babys rattle toy,

Feelin the voltage rattle like snakes

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Took your rattle, bib, book and paddle so you have to improvise

When i was a baby i didn't have a rattle, i had a pen

Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when