This is a song about "The last rat"

You’re on neon lights in my bank

It wont be the first time or the last.

And even buy you a bottle

He be the last true apostle

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Supporting a real rat pack still live in the hood

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

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Battle me i always get the last hit

We just slapped the ugly rat.

The pioneer of the coke rap

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

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

Was the girl i fucked last winter

Cause it's like you're my mirror