This is a song about "Ratchet thot"

Thot it was about me all about me

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Tipping acid, little ratchet

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

And i'm so fly i make some homebodies ?? leave the luggage

Ratchet and clank saga. kick a bitch in the cunt and make her drop her sponge.

They talk about the clubs and the benz and ratchet bitches,

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

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

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

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

Your temper tantrums are ratchet too pacifists to catch it

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that