This is a song about "Making crack"

All of us will eventually crack.

Fight the temptation but it keep coming back

I'm the sushi king

Rawest practice and making

Ill crack your shoulder blade

See my hands start to shake

They tripping from crack they stash

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

I was born to do the damn thing

The mess you've been making.

So tell me what they crack

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Thinking this shit's dope, yaw are on crack.

When i was starving now it's payback

About what they're not making

But he don't rule a thing