This is a song about "Ratchet thot"

Or let the mob handle that

Tipping acid, little ratchet

Bats and hatchets at the ratchet rappers, automatics,

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Thot it was about me all about me

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

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Thot in highschool naw we ain't knew that

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

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

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

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

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