This is a song about "Crack and smack"

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

I earn constant feedback, i don't earn for coke and crack

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Hearin' "pop a nigga, smack a bitch, and get stoned",

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

Bullet battles the barrel then smack. you're face will crack,

Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Smack down and i got the crown

I drive that all around

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Acting like you smoking crack, are y'all on coke and smack,

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

And then the cia come and they flood the streets with crack,

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Actually i'm on welfare and poor, smack 'em, live with blacks,