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

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

Randy at the mall smoking on a black and mild

Don't blow my high, don't look at me or ask why

So let me tell you about this guy

I might be going to school at only takoma mc

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

She likes the way it hits her lips

So while out here, at high class luncheons

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

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Smoking hash thats where the stacks at

Should know i'm winnin that chanel fitted cap

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

While toking till i'm feeling high and smoking like a g

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

Imma take a crack at it and speak another sin/