This is a song about "The last rat"

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

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

So i'm one with that

We just slapped the ugly rat.

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

It wont be the first time or the last.

Rat race no rat flow hard

Snitches here don't got no heart

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

And the last one got burned.

Cause i'm ill bitch, they couldn’t make a pill for the rap

You want the same whack which make other rat

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

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast