This is a song about "Ratchet girls"

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

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

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

And louder than a microphone that's slightly near a lion's den

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Dodgin ratchet hoes, like im dodgin these cones

We should appreciate the girls

When they twist and talk with they fingers

Got your baby mama sending nude pictures

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

I get jelous when your with other girls