This is a song about "Crack head al"

Top dropped down, black on black

So i went out, sold that crack

All of us will eventually crack.

To get them niggas while they laid back

My path of destruction leaves disaster like al pacino,

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Thinking this shit's dope, yaw are on crack.

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

These are al the symptoms of growing up in tha hood.

Could he be weird al, could he be jimmy fallon?

When they here today what you say to them

With tight ill, crack ya head like when an egg drop

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop