This is a song about "Goldfish crackers"

Youve got everything backwards, you dip your soup inside your crackers,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

He told me he never knew how all of the crackers felt,

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

So i pray to those pastors who crackers, but all the think of me is i'm a

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighters

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

Spasmatic, slappin' faggot crackers, we attract static,

I just open up easier when i talk through a mic

Snack crackers, pack a mac that'll crack ya back, act blacker,

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Never met stupid black lazy thugs or crackers with cheese,

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please