This is a song about "Ja crisp e"

An allegory without the e

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I decided my pride is just why i resist

Off your favourite flavour packet of crisp

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

No sneak dissin or get fried up crisp by the heat ray

Except she's got a little more ass

Fist fights, slinging crack, sniffed the crisp pack, stashed hash,

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

All i want is you baby

Its the h.o.r.s double e

E= eater and mc's beware

Burberry, quite a hell

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

I'm in love with your business