This is a song about "Shack"

But i gather that cash like hacka shack

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Yo poor ass probably live with your mom in a shack

I turn into a beast, i turn the booth to a shack,

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

Traded living 20 feet from the bodega 'n' chicken shack for aluminum siding

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

You want a fuck in the shack of the back

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

I didn't take my fucking ritalin, this is a hype track

She said to bad shack, playing me like dice and a jack

I'm a rare rat that be hunted by the super cat

I turn into a beast, i turn the booth to a shack,