This is a song about "Crack rocks nigga"

Not a crack in my voice, this young nigga so poised

Now i get laid-off, notice y'all employed

She was wet off the bat

So tell me what they crack

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

Don't ever hide in a box or ever get hit with rocks

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Throwing rocks at people getting stoned like jesus

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

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

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Cookin' in the old pot, turn into the crack rocks,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks