This is a song about "Gracie and jack"

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

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

Niggas dumb to be braggin bout that stupid shit

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit

And tricks will pull stunts on you out their hats like jack rabbits,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Don’t you be holding back

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

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

Binded between, carryin' the flag for an area that drag

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

But failure's not an option, jack

How the fuck you wipe your ass

And sipping the jack they pass