This is a song about "From scratch"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

With a little bit of passion

After every show, a dream she hold

Scratch that, in fact ask the whole entire east coast!

[record scratch] the industry is backwards to me

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

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

Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch

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

Knowing nothing but to chew, scratch, 'n claw,

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Then scratch em out my teeth with toothpicks