This is a song about "Gil smokes crack"

Flyer than the rest of them

Cookin' crack in my apron

Can't crack me cipher vox

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

All of us will eventually crack.

Twista finna get up on the track

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Thinkin' that daddy's just goin' out to get some of his smokes

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Crack your skull ,coconut

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

Gun smokes in rings, graveyards is buried with kings

They tripping from crack they stash

You can't be wiping your ass

Just to show him he aint g, he aint slinging the crack

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back