This is a song about "Jack birchall"

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

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

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

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

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

"im not saying jack shit"

Pass that, catch back, fast that

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

And sipping the jack they pass