This is a song about "The last rat"

Rat race no rat flow hard

Blasting out some backyard

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Preparing for the future ya we're built to last.

Rat race no rat flow hard

So rest your weary heart

The socials won't just grow man, if this shit's gonna last

I understand, i'm back by popular demand

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Social life hit on the back, now this shit's gonna last

The memories were to shitty to even last,

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

You restrict it, the past, it's over and it'll be the last

Cause this nigga done got jealous

From last night on the tour bus