This is a song about "Mountain dew and crack"

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

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

Pills turn to crack and a buncha madness no college classes

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

That it snaps fast and the backlash will crack backs

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

Acting like you smoking crack, are y'all on coke and smack,

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

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

Cause i'm like batman,i kill jokers,crack dens and pill smokers

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

We crack jokes about life, our moms, and brother's chicken,

Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison

We rock? crack rocks and slap box

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks