This is a song about "Tatter"

They robbed us in the end

Your the divisor and i'm the fucking dividend

Rag on my hair, wrap weed in vegas, rockin' vagabonds

Was bangin' in they gangs, slangin', hangin', clock hustlers,

That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,

And cause them all to fall like a door without the hinges.