This is a song about "Muck cracker"

Stacking platinum plaques, that cracker is still too action packed,

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

So ironic how they call me cracker, i could crack 'em back,

In a muck stealin from his mom's purse just to get by in life

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Sitting in the vile muck just awaiting for death

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Well be running a muck with our music, doorlists and business

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Crack snackers every day call me a fuckin' snack cracker,

Higher in this messed up muck of slime/

Save some, save none at the same time