This is a song about "Hackers and crackers"

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

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

Quick flipping up sexy back

And like to boast and brag

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Spasmatic, slappin' faggot crackers, we attract static,

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

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

Fuckin phony crackers up like mike myers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

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

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor