This is a song about "Jack bootir"

In the house, holla back

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

And i be with p, so i got bbc shit

This is samurai jack

Make the fingers snap

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

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything