This is a song about "Jack birchall"

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

Rolling while im blowing this stash

And sipping the jack they pass

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

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

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

Next time dont panic when your raped by samurai jack

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back