This is a song about "Crack fiend poppysocker"

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Talk money when you're in poverty, you grip and fiend,

A keen fiend with obscene dreams

So if you wanna leave

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

But i wasn't a fiend, maybe just like once monthly

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

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

For what for cookin crack

Snapple fact: you rather wack

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

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