This is a song about "Ass crack"

Cookin' crack in my apron

Cold world no blanket son

Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack

Don’t you be holding back

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

Print a receipt out of my ass crack for you to eat.

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

My whip so dope boy it's crack

The third one is mixed, white and black

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

So i went out, sold that crack

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Take a crack at battling me, you'll be out back with my notepad up your damn ass

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash