This is a song about "Crack home"

Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

75. i'll be sleeping at home,

Mami told me son, hold your own

East with biggie and group home

Those words are real not crack,

The door crack, niggas all black

Runnin home invasions

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

I thought van-city was home

So beat me to the bone

Ill crack your shoulder blade

H2o flow and i don't hold gate

I'm about to snap

My whip so dope boy it's crack