This is a song about "New track"

There's crack, there's crack

That's acid rap, we killed the track

Top dropped down, black on black

Fucking beasts on every track...

And i ain't got what it takes

Track 11.) old servants (new slaves)

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

I'm finna kill these rappers with this track

But time to get on track

I don't want it on my back

Make the fingers snap

And listen to this sick track

And there's no way i can pay you back

I ain't done yet still spitting a track

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

You aint back on track,your murdered on a track