This is a song about "Health effects on crack cocaine"

All my real motherfuckin partners

Feast dibs on the girl with the cocaine converse.

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

You might be whiter than a paper on crack,

It is said to be more powerful than god on crack,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

"well, theres some crack cocaine"

And i put that on my name

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Heavy breathing like crack addicts on a overdose

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

Weighing on my self like a scale is my health the true hell

If skill was health you'd be on coke

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Weird daydreams like i'm always on crack

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack