This is a song about "Crack den"

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Those words are real not crack,

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Confidence to the max multiplied by ten, finally coming out of the den/

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Bumpin my shit from essex to the dirty, den

Gettin higher den a nose bleed, see to muh shows.

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

But den i realised i aint gonna be paid...

Where every recipient, property of the state

Return on home and sleep in my dragons den

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

Gettin higher den da president, you sweeta den doze.

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes