This is a song about "Crack cocain"

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

When under pressure, i never crack

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

The third one is mixed, white and black

Those words are real not crack,

Yeah, the sex in the sack

If it still has a crack

I promise i'mma call you back

Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip

Sold crack to those who do crack in the strip

Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

Can't crack me cipher vox

Where would i be without my dogs

She always comin back

So i went out, sold that crack