This is a song about "Whack crack"

When love comes callin', don’t love back

Skyrocket like weed on crack

If it still has a crack

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Yea my rhymes still are whack

It was all bad

Yeah i know, but sometimes, you're pretty whack.

The third one is mixed, white and black

Not a whack job that packs crack rocks in the streets

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Aye solve, asap why yo song is whack

So step back boy, your shit is whack

To get them niggas while they laid back

Mostly crack engineering

I snatch your girl if you're slipping