This is a song about "Crystal meth"

She seem a little brave, but i sense the fear

I guess it seems i see the world so crystal clear

These hoes ain't checking for no nigga with no vehicle

Your voice sounds like you’re always on the crack and crystal,

I put missiles through ships, this is as crystal as it gets

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Like the meth you smoke your a joke

Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal

Sex is just a weapon, i can leave you wet from this pistol

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional

Keeping my lyrical, intelligence higher than bitches on crystal,

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

I'll make you deaf with my musical meth

Crystal clear zoned mirror , need please on knees deplete destroy

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy