This is a song about "I am zack"

The women think i am

Like fuck it man

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

Oh shit guess who's back yeah that's right it's zack

For how smart i really am

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Y'all know that nigga in the movies

I am so kind that i am friends with the bees

In the house, holla back

Like zack trying to pack

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

A parakeet resembles just how high i am

So if i talk down to a man

That's the kinda person i am

Looks like she can't get enough of zack

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that