This is a song about "Jack arnold"

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

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Shotgun in the drop made a right

Jack your wheels at the red light

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

When that money calls i holla back

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

Then go jack a niggas tony award, pawn it at store

They just wanna dance

Just grab a jack, and relax

But failure's not an option, jack

Wonder if they take it all back

The reality is i don't know jack

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad