This is a song about "Crack and smack"

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Had a bad effect and it made you smack beth

Then get out your seat and jump around

Smack down and i got the crown

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back

So sit in your place and stop talking smack

You ain’t never been higher than this

And “smack a hoe”, this is common, oppressive,

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

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

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

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

I pack a lip, smack a bitch, tackle her and crack her ribs

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference