This is a song about "Crystal meth money"

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

Staring at the crystal ball

I'm sick of seeing crack-addict single moms who bite the meth,

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Keeping my lyrical, intelligence higher than bitches on crystal,

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

So unzip the bra be in awe from the nipple

All of this fuss for heisenberg's blue meth

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Add some meth and that pills

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Before you disappear you is that crystal clear

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

Digital ten, shit get critical friend