This is a song about "Crack is wake"

But what i do know, is that he's real and he lives forever

I'm sorry my friend, but this is your wake up call, a needed letter.

Wake up every morning taken from my dreams feeling bleak, strength is weak

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Crack head girls who cant look after there own kids is anything sadder

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

For what for cookin crack

Naked woman rub my back

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

My sleeping beauty will probably never wake,

And daddy's in the cadillac

If it still has a crack

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

And your neighborhood is infested with sluts and crack addicts,