This is a song about "Jack"

Jack your wheels at the red light

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

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

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

May just gon' bring hobo back

But failure's not an option, jack

Just grab a jack, and relax

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

And sipping the jack they pass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash