This is a song about "Crackers"

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

We're fucking redneck crackers, making fun of the shit,

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Snack crackers, pack a mac that'll crack ya back, act blacker,

A specimen of crackers

Know just what you worth

Spasmatic, slappin' faggot crackers, we attract static,

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Be a good hand-clapper and go fetch me my crackers,

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

So i pray to those pastors who crackers, but all the think of me is i'm a