This is a song about "Zoe is ratchet"

Question is, is it anxiety or is it just my heart,

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

Tell them niggas we coming

What is it? it is nothing,

I spit on it, i'm ratchet, make a racket when i grab the pen,

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Bats and hatchets at the ratchet rappers, automatics,

See, the last one i dated, i hated

Everybody is created

The bomb is can bwe you is

Clutchin’ on this lube and roses