This is a song about "Tub rat"

She always comin back

All you knew was rat pack

You want the same whack which make other rat

You, you, you have to pay for that

In fact you're as killable as drugged up lab rat,

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Supporting a real rat pack still live in the hood

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

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

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Cuz i be hidden in a shadows like a fucking rat

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

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

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

Turns on some cold water and blocks it, she layed in the tub with the