This is a song about "Crack hous"

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

And then the cia come and they flood the streets with crack,

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Cookin' crack in my apron

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

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

Twista finna get up on the track

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

I'm doing the same thing

Mostly crack engineering

When under pressure, i never crack

My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back