This is a song about "Jack be mine"

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

The reality is i don't know jack

Authorities are mine so if you wanna live be gone

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

The door crack, niggas all black

This is samurai jack

And now these hoes are on my line

I'm just trying to get mine

Would look at us all the time

That sometime you wont be mine

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

We're on the line, and you're mine, i'm yours, it'll be alright if you stay by my side

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

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back