This is a song about "Jack bootir"

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

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

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

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Fuck yo bitch to the weekend, i ain't speaking bout that cd player

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

"im not saying jack shit"

So i banged for a minute

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

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

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad