This is a song about "Rachet hoe"

Just to let you know, you are

Im braver,no hoe saver,

You fuck around and get killed hoe

The world looking out, they on the front row

Maybe we just need to slow

So you can thank your hoe…

Abrakadabra a hoe or two

You good man, we don't want you

He lying i’m on papers

You're bad, but hoe i'm worse

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

She said it really dont matter if its real though

Now them broads gon' follow

Now get the fuck back hoe

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

Im too rachet too rancid/ charles mansion/ unload with the gun bro