This is a song about "A freind named jack"

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Predicting a storm, remember jack the cat? nah? good, me neither/

On a snake who faked the jack, yo, lift it back

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

By a crackhead named june

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Nto a broad. why you so narrow,. fuckin cookey jack sparrow,

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Cuz i think i just made a new freind

As: they will be so surprised