This is a song about "Crisp cob"

If his bitch insist on getting sick

So damn crisp and so damn big

While he lobs corn on the cob up into his fat fuckin' gob

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

Fist fights, slinging crack, sniffed the crisp pack, stashed hash,

Wonder if i wrote this cause it's so crisp

If you feel it, it must be real just

Off your favourite flavour packet of crisp

I decided my pride is just why i resist

No sneak dissin or get fried up crisp by the heat ray

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way