This is a song about "Fuck jack"

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

On that red-eyed kush flight

Jack your wheels at the red light

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

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

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Later going to jack some shit as we choke on shaggys spit

And sipping the jack they pass

And when it come to the cash