This is a song about "Gracie and jack"

"im not saying jack shit"

Cause we done did that

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

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Jack bauer, now it's 24 to pack it and deliver it,

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

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

I eat you like a afternoon snack, and i pour in the side glass some jack/

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Your life is a product of trash

And sipping the jack they pass

We see stars and jack whips, police cars are like beasts though,

My arsenal, makes for an awesome show