This is a song about "Jack 118"

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

So much class, double d’s and ass

And sipping the jack they pass

Naked woman rub my back

But failure's not an option, jack

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

See i let my nigga split that

"im not saying jack shit"

Take her on a long ride

Jack your wheels at the red light

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Just grab a jack, and relax