This is a song about "So ratchet"

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

This one's for the lovers

So manny amateurs

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

Your temper tantrums are ratchet too pacifists to catch it

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

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

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

Its so sad that theyre so hated

So scary shit so gory

To them it's just a story

Study so so hard this shit craze/

Give players plenty space