This is a song about "Jack"

And sipping the jack they pass

And when it come to the cash

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

You gotta new pack of new crack, stop acting o.g you only new jack

The jager in my cup is licorice black

The reality is i don't know jack

"im not saying jack shit"

Look inside my closet

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

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

Ain't that how black's do it, right

Jack your wheels at the red light