This is a song about "My mother smoked crack i had a premature birth"

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

A premature baby thats why they made crack for!

The youngest of my mother kids

"you only smoked one?" bitch i smoked six

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

I had a mother, working trying to make ends meet.

Most of them ain't conscious, they just monsters

I am of blue blood, had a noble birth

When i was younger i smoked a lot of weed,

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

I had a lotta strugglin, check my environment

Who is this a dream to foreplay my birth and then my mother grew girth just born to liberate

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

That crack had my feeling like i was above everybody else,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense