This is a song about "Connor crack"

Cookin' crack in my apron

On the bible you can run

For what for cookin crack

I can't turn back

They tripping from crack they stash

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Think we unpack the crack from our backpack

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

When under pressure, i never crack

Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack

She always comin back

Mostly crack engineering

There'd still be niggas out killing

Thinking this shit's dope, yaw are on crack.

? all white but the phantom is all black