This is a song about "Racket"

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Your just a bitchy boy who deserve to get hit by a racket.

I spit on it, i'm ratchet, make a racket when i grab the pen,

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

Jackson in the jacket show goes on without the racket

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

I'm so fantastic, even the oldies love my racket.