This is a song about "Jack bethal"

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

Go toe to toe when it's time for roll you got a brother's back

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

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

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

We kung-fu that jack black/

She always comin back

I can always go home and look down my street

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

But sarah palin, guarantee i'll jack off to you later

Where the black girls get their weaves back

But failure's not an option, jack

The reality is i don't know jack

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack