This is a song about "Tub rat"

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

You want the same whack which make other rat

You claim your life a maze? well duh, you're a lab rat

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

Rat-a-tat-tat, your done 'n sacked, and there's no coming back,

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

Partially garbage artists depart on par with rat carcasses

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

The door crack, niggas all black

So rest your weary heart

Rat race no rat flow hard

Last words to a rat homie:"why you lie?"

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly