This is a song about "Crack fiend poppysocker"

It sends her on a trip so right

Not only had the fiend died

The fiend of a microphone, i'm the microphone fiend

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

And im still mean rappin gets me high like a true fiend

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

As prolific and as active as can be, fiend, abuse it,

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

All of us will eventually crack.

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

Everything ain't what it seems