This is a song about "Cris the crispy cock"

I'm the creator of cooking people til they're thick and crispy like baked potatoes.

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines/

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

And tie the knot have a wank and ride my cock

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

You hold the nine and cock it, think about ending shit right here,

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

This the revenge of the flicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

1:34-2:05 she sittin on my cock, while i work around the clock,

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Out makin' product move, cock and shoot, the most,