This is a song about "Crack head dingle"

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

Where the black girls get their weaves back

But we’ve been going through this thang since way back

Weird daydreams like i'm always on crack

This is why her nigga mad

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

2 girls 1 cup

Crack your skull ,coconut

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack

Like being garbage some type of disease

Palms sweating and heading to crack keys

Mostly crack engineering

Bun b, i’m underground king

Quick flipping up sexy back

For what for cookin crack