This is a song about "Ratchet as hoes"

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

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

Just fresh out of the ashes it's a detroit fucking classic from when

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

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Your temper tantrums are ratchet too pacifists to catch it

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Tryna stay clear of my foes

I show up with four hoes

Fucking hoes, playing super smash bros as mario

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow