This is a song about "Crack head dingle"

Just to show him he aint g, he aint slinging the crack

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

So i went out, sold that crack

This is why her nigga mad

Skyrocket like weed on crack

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

All of us will eventually crack.

Sold crack to those who do crack in the strip

Now you got me hopped up on that

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

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

Those words are real not crack,

Don’t you be holding back

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

You know we all smoke crack, weird