This is a song about "Crack is wack"

You know what that is? that's the shit they call wack!

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Yo flow is wack i just can't be cracked

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

No fake is safe against me, i'm a tough nut to crack

Because all you expect us to do is smoke weed and do crack

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

The jager in my cup is licorice black

My realm is shillack, my wooden floor's got a crack

Frequently hated, either that or misunderstood

Is being slowly filled out, rappers not wack but not good,

Your rhymes are wack, your swag is wack your shit is so last year

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

When everybody around you is either dead or smoking crack,

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back