This is a song about "Mc dynamic on crack"

I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack

Oh snap i am whiter than a paper on crack

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Slinging crack rocks on the clock a paradox

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

I ain't buying your diss towards 'mac were you on crack?

Your bitch can't get enough of it, got her hooked on it like crack.

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

So sit back while ya get verbally bitch-smacked cause i'm on crack

Weird daydreams like i'm always on crack

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

I can always go home and look down my street

Crack dealers on the block, young niggas will tamper weed,