This is a song about "From scratch"

She likes the way it hits her lips

Then scratch em out my teeth with toothpicks

Scratch the surface and you might find, something even crazier behind

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

Yeah thats right scratch and bite me, call for help, show fear

How come you pick me last, i made my raps straight from scratch

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Scratch my head over the wounds and infect you with my lice

Ya balls get a itch pass it to ya mother to scratch.

I just wanna pick you up and take you to a wrestling match