This is a song about "Crack baby"

Where the black girls get their weaves back

For what for cookin crack

Quick flipping up sexy back

So tell me what they crack

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

He cant win he's the version of a crack baby drivin a broken down suburban

If it still has a crack

The door crack, niggas all black

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip

Sold crack to those who do crack in the strip

And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

It's shady, lazy, tell me baby

Must be something you want me to see

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

A premature baby thats why they made crack for!