This is a song about "Skating around with hood rats"

And then along came the wrong man for her

Fucked around and messed with the wrong stranger.

With hannibal lector around me...

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

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

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Chorus: with everyone around, just doubting me.

And all she wants is to dance

Trapping with the hood rats

Around my new found,hypness that shut the fucking hood down,

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

Sometimes i would sneak out in the night with my black hood

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Rap is easier than having rats to please with mac & cheese

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees