This is a song about "Redneck cracker"

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

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

I'm just a cracker. a white ass emcee

Mommy all on me cause i'm touching her belly

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

But that just makes me better than a redneck spitting chew

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

But would fight to be the best cracker

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I'm comin' out the south but yo i ain't a redneck trailer park,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

In a southern redneck trailer park where you ain't got a minute,

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

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