This is a song about "Cap n crunch"

You're on a facts crunch, frantically stumped, for a reference one,

Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison

Baby, you got that super bass

I'll pop a cap on you ass

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Stomp yo head out, call me capt'n crunch

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Spray ya cap away to blasts and spin 'em with my intellect,

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

But i start to wonder where is your black cap?

Lets split up and find him, before he finds others to crunch

And i'm so fly i make some homebodies ?? leave the luggage

What we gotta do to survive

Its crunch time i crunch rhymes