This is a song about "Mountain dew and crack"

With rappers, crack and gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,

Chima ferguson's bangin', you ace niggas is low card, wolf gang

And people right down the street from us are still smoking crack,

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

Or maybe i'll just watch us distribute drugs and lace the crack,

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

I earn constant feedback, i don't earn for coke and crack

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

Sipping on some mountain dew, cones i've had a few

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

Rhymes leave a sweet taste in your mouth like mountain dew

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Crack the balls,and make jokers laugh as they work for fee,