This is a song about "Graham cracker"

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Crack snackers every day call me a fuckin' snack cracker,

They think i'm just some cracker who can't even get an a in religion.

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Stacking platinum plaques, that cracker is still too action packed,

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

Ill snap this cracker if he takes another glance at my tracks

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

So ironic how they call me cracker, i could crack 'em back,