This is a song about "Cap n crunch"

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

Cougar chillin at the crunch and munch

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

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

So chase the air hide your stash

I'll pop a cap on you ass

Want me to define? we grind and crunch your lines

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

Crunch rhymes into web of spun split spines,

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Busta cap in your freaking butt and

But i muscle rap

And he'll touch your knee cap

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Unload the click-clack to ya fit cap