This is a song about "Niggas on crack in detroit"

Shit, six bitches in a crack-house kitchen

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Thinking this shit's dope, yaw are on crack.

I swear to god i go in on these niggas no homo

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

I got these niggas livin in nightmares and my bitches on speed dial

So she finally gets the courage to tell him on his arrival

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

I'm also strapped with macs, i be on dat crack.

I ain't buying your diss towards 'mac were you on crack?

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

I was born and raised in metro detroit, so it's a fact that if

Its so simple to see things from a genius perspective