This is a song about "Emma ratchet"

Tipping acid, little ratchet

I had to fight back and shit

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

Tryna stay clear of my foes

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Bats and hatchets at the ratchet rappers, automatics,

Fuck your ratchet hoes, i kill the mic with spasmatic flows,

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Rub my back, then let me lay

The best of the best, emma rae.

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Dodgin ratchet hoes, like im dodgin these cones