No one acts like a crackhead better than me.
It's not an act, ya'll done got the facts.
Where's the loyalty? I thought these people had my back.
But it's okay, it worked for Whitney; CRACK IS WHACK!
Speaking of Whitney, it reminds me of my boyfriends like Bobby.
Running from cops, jumping fences with my dogs right behind me.
That's how I picked up my second hobby.
What's my first hobby you ASK?
I get my pills like Meals on Wheels.
When the FedEX truck shows up, I'm like a kid at the ice cream truck.
Pushing old ladys in walkers to get up front.
Don't talk to me after 10:05, pills are in me, fuck customers, I'm high!
I've watched tons of Lazy K slaves come and go.
Who cares, I'm the leading star
like Johnny Depp in Blow.
Alright, I'm too high, I'm out.
If you need me I'll be in the back taking a nap, snorting pills, or smokin' my crack. "