This is a song about "Crack head andy"

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Your raps are classic like an aztec, your a fucking a crack head,

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Skyrocket like weed on crack

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

Ill crack your shoulder blade

Goddamn, the boy's back

So i went out, sold that crack

I can't turn back

If it still has a crack

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

Think we unpack the crack from our backpack

Sold crack to those who do crack in the strip

It wasn't always a hit and run relationship

My whip so dope boy it's crack

Yeah, the sex in the sack