This is a song about "Canan is ratchet"

Bats and hatchets at the ratchet rappers, automatics,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

What is it? it is nothing,

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Inspiration is survival.

Cause this album pack enough evil

He smoked, she drank, he stoned, she ratchet, he clank.

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Question is, is it anxiety or is it just my heart,