This is a song about "Ratchet ass hoes"

Cause you're a weak ass rapper that just raps about hoes

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

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

In front of our building, they was my heroes

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

Your temper tantrums are ratchet too pacifists to catch it

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

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

At the pawn shop, tryna sell this baume watch

Face down then ass up these hoes keep a good arch

X's and o's, you must be the rose

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,