This is a song about "Cap n crunch"

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

But i start to wonder where is your black cap?

Steaks rare cooked on embraers, cap it off like a pilot

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

Whack, cause ya'll busta cap, which i be singin' sayin'

Cause sporadically damagin' my reputation

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Stomp yo head out, call me capt'n crunch

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

I use it during fun times, when serious i'll crunch rhymes,

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive