This is a song about "Scratch that"

Knowing nothing but to chew, scratch, 'n claw,

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Huge explosion not amused, got away quick not even a scratch legit,

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

Yeah thats right scratch and bite me, call for help, show fear

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

Somewhere in this chicken scratch i scribble and doodle

I don't need no one to scratch my shit

Now you got me hopped up on that

Ya need ya pad 'n eraser to scratch that, ya probably good at that ay dj.

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd

Starting from scratch i'm about to work out

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Scratch that, in fact ask the whole entire east coast!