This is a song about "Ass cracks"

House and then the mini flat apartment in the city cracks,

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

We getting money, you can face the facts

Past his prime, everything just fell from the cracks

In fact, you're raps a wack cycle, mine cracks the da vinci code

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Quick to burn yo bitch ass

Just put your hand on the glass

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Fixing old cracks from my life like paved pavements

See her man face-to-face through the glass

That are targeted at your ass.

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

These rhymes until the evil in this world cracks/

Cause you're most likely to crash

Fucking bitch with big ass