This is a song about "Crack hous"

Acute, how you try to refute, obtuse fludes like juice dudes sip through in hous-ton/

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Crack your skull ,coconut

She was the queen of the club

Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Sold crack to those who do crack in the strip

Those words are real not crack,

She always comin back

Mostly crack engineering

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Bullet battles the barrel then smack. you're face will crack,

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag