This is a song about "Mc dynamic crack pipes blaze at cbah high"

I might be going to school at only takoma mc

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

Get 420 to rhyme wicked lines while he's at home getting high

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Jack up your car high like we work at autobahn

Dmv so we used to the waiting

Before you take a crack at the "king"

Before i thought high was cool and got high at school

I don't need a bunch of jewels to show you i'm cool

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

A relapsed addict, putting in the work so i could be crack at it

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Crack dealers and converts at concerts going black ops.

Imma take a crack at it and speak another sin/

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation