This is a song about "Crisp cob"

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

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest

Off your favourite flavour packet of crisp

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop

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

This a lil change trick

So damn crisp and so damn big

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

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

Wonder if i wrote this cause it's so crisp