This is a song about "Crack"

Ill crack your shoulder blade

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

Bring that shit the fuck back

Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack

And then the cia come and they flood the streets with crack,

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

So tell me what they crack

Where the black girls get their weaves back

They tripping from crack they stash

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Weird daydreams like i'm always on crack

The third one is mixed, white and black

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

Sold crack to those who do crack in the strip

So i went out, sold that crack

When love comes callin', don’t love back