This is a song about "Ratty mates"

And tell all you mates that im killin you

And if i do go you better come through

I would ask who's frank she would say one of my new crew mates with a new face

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

My brains the thing that pull it, mates be telling me to cool it

My so called mates all turned to snakes

So if you done with these beijing games

Me and a few mates,pinging through the park and jumping a few gates

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

I go to my mates and his front doors a gate

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

No congressional reppers, no respectable rappers

And all they wanna do is be with me, even my mates girls

But my mates said i'm a loser

I share rhyme in the sewer