This is a song about "Black jack"

But sarah palin, guarantee i'll jack off to you later

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Can't find her she absent i'm driving while she jack it

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back

The reality is i don't know jack

Jack sparrow bitch, i laugh, last, an surpass expectation.

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

Next time dont panic when your raped by samurai jack

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Searching for fortune and fame

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap