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

You ain't never shed light on nothing that they're going through

Yeah ya threw, dynamic funk is the crew

So while out here, at high class luncheons

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

We were drunk and high at the same time, so it's kinda hazy,

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Not a high league but look at her thighs though

Or crack pipes on the block, he don't care 'bout righting his wrongs,

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

Suddenly woken by his mom at the crack of dawn but didn't give him any lip

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

You wouldn't be as high smoking crack rocks in a blackhawk,

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Crack dealers and converts at concerts going black ops.