This is a song about "You ratchet"

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

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

Yes,it's you. rap beats you.

Niggas that guided me through

You know you wanna quit

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

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

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

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

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

They don't hear my bark

You act like you go hard

Your temper tantrums are ratchet too pacifists to catch it

What the fuck? that's your fucking brother? i ain't with that jerkin' shit

Whether you wrong or you right

If it's me that catch you, you're fried