This is a song about "Cracked pepper"

A flaming gleam while they scream unseen, a screaming cracked fiend

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

I can't describe it, but my love can't be cracked like a pistachio nut

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

God had me sent away, i cracked and i was fucked, up,

Like salt and pepper, no equivalent

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

Cracked bars, i bring the cacophonous heat,

I refuse to be another being on this earth

She bit down and my dick cracked one of her incisors.

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Make jollof with lots of pepper, so i stay hot forever

More than cracked up, you should have backed up

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club