This is a song about "Jack 118"

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

In the house, holla back

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

Model bitches is on line like "beliebers" on twitter

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

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

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

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

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

Next time dont panic when your raped by samurai jack

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad