This is a song about "Crack hous"

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Ill crack your shoulder blade

Where would i be without my dogs

Can't crack me cipher vox

Make a mess outta tracks, got my hat back

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

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Sold crack to those who do crack in the strip

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

I don't know why i'm even on this track

My whip so dope boy it's crack

Make the fingers snap

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

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

All of us will eventually crack.

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack