This is a song about "Crack smoking"

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

And people right down the street from us are still smoking crack,

But i dont never play

Stay smoking on the hay

When under pressure, i never crack

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

Those words are real not crack,

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Where the black girls get their weaves back

So i went out, sold that crack

Cause i ain't worriedeyes blurry

Openly smoking dope from the grocery

I must go like fly route

Spoken loud they smoking out