This is a song about "Ratchet thot"

She's a thot i guessed i learned the truth the hard way

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

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.

Do you think i'm crazy, crazy, crazy

Thot it was about me all about me

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

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

Tipping acid, little ratchet

With these macs i've got a bad habit

He smoked, she drank, he stoned, she ratchet, he clank.

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

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