This is a song about "My crack head uncle dallas"

I hear it in my head

Like a church in debt

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Loving you is clouding my head

Most of them niggas dumb

Cookin' crack in my apron

That i just haven't came up with a name yet

Sicken feeling running thought my head

And think alone in my head

So if i do call it's just a check

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for