This is a song about "Crack smoking"

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

All of us will eventually crack.

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack

So tell me what they crack

She always comin back

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

When everybody around you is either dead or smoking crack,

Quick flipping up sexy back

Skyrocket like weed on crack

Those words are real not crack,

You got reason to brag

Sold crack to those who do crack in the strip

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Smoking sticky fixtures

The way i'm sorting these pitchers