This is a song about "Tracker"

Out livin him just gonna make me go hard in this rat race

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Chemical imbalance, apparatus to my madness

Follow the discussion and feign intuition,

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

The door crack, niggas all black

I'll be your companion ,your friend and your guide

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Fuck that all i see is a hood rat id never ever touch smack

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

I be so ivan drago this beat gone be apollo

The bus is just a school bus where all the kids follow

Rat race no rat flow hard

They don't hear my bark