This is a song about "Fuckin with crystal"

But it never goes that way when your fucking with crys#tal

This is the shit that is makin' me cynical

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith

Who writes trash raps not knowin just who he's fuckin with"

Staring at the crystal ball

Know you want me to fall

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

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

Middle class with money but i still think that's a fuckin sin

Nina on my femur is cocked ready for action

I am such a renegade, but try to be professional

Keeping my lyrical, intelligence higher than bitches on crystal,

Before you disappear you is that crystal clear

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear