This is a song about "Crack rocks and weed"

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft

You wouldn't be as high smoking crack rocks in a blackhawk,

Stop lacing weed with nicotine, move crack with triple beams,

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

Smoking weed and listening to rap

Crack dealers on the block, young niggas will tamper weed,

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

The drug that they brain need

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

You pull up in parking lots

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

I've seen the drug busts, cocaine cooked into crack rocks,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops