This is a song about "Crackers with attitudes"

With rock, shock rap with doc

Bring the keys, oh my god

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Why do people have bad attitudes

Influence i used to fight with

In the caravan with some latin bitches

Cripple with delusion

Shit, we don't believe none of them

Youve got everything backwards, you dip your soup inside your crackers,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

He told me he never knew how all of the crackers felt,

With rock, shock rap with doc

That cellphone that i bought

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

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,