This is a song about "Jack barakat"

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

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

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

I will be by your side

Jack your wheels at the red light

Where the black girls get their weaves back

We kung-fu that jack black/

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

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

Can't find her she absent i'm driving while she jack it

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute