This is a song about "Ratchet hoes haters chef curry ferarri flames"

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Tipping acid, little ratchet

Call me a warrior, not because i like curry

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

But the chef won't let me me eat nothing

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

'til i walk a flock of flames

I know what it takes

So, just tell me something about yourself

Chopping threw lyrics like im a masked chef

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

I keep it crackin like denny's eggs, cuz im the chef,