This is a song about "Diss track on someone named jack"

Who thinkin' they're big shots? runnin' on the fast track,

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

Simply wanna kick back, rippin on a sick track

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

Someone murdered the track and ive been primely suspected

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

As i sit back and reminisce memories on a hardcore track

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

I started out goin soft on the track

My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back

So listen to the words that i preach on this track

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

I could spin circles around you on any track

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

Aces & lt on the track/

There's crack, there's crack