This is a song about "Ratchet weave"

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Tipping acid, little ratchet

Dodgin ratchet hoes, like im dodgin these cones

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

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

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

Your temper tantrums are ratchet too pacifists to catch it

Any future we can weave, and if we leave

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys