This is a song about "See mates flipping that crack"

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

You walk a few miles down my block then you'll see a crack addict

I'm missing the mates that i used to know.

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

Don’t you be holding back

So i went out, sold that crack

Then crack a beat that that'll make me shine

Heart of a lion, tell em get in line

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Smart humans stop living, and stupid's are flipping.