This is a song about "Dhead jack beddow"

Everything's intact, amma king, your a jack.

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

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

Motherfuckers, every time i see the paper

We kung-fu that jack black/

You got reason to brag

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

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

Make the fingers snap

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

Searching for fortune and fame

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Next time dont panic when your raped by samurai jack