This is a song about "Crab lice"

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Or am i just another crab in the bucket

Stuck in your head like freed lice.

I'm everything that they call nice

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

Eatin' crab out in malibu with no boo

Who know this be the life that i really live

For being nasty off the top like my heads got lice

Thugs slingin ice, rollin dice, whores with lice

Bring the battering ram where you live

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

Getting high infront of the, po-lice, higher then i was before, see?

Hold up, check that his food for any lice,

She's flawless like some uncut ice

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Says the motherboard's overgrowing with crab grass