This is a song about "Jack breaking his hand by punching a wall because his girlfriend left him"

But some toke, do a little coke, laugh have a good time, life's a joke,

Well she left him never spoke, not even a reply to his facebook poke,

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

The blood in his veins made him stick to a blue tat

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

His conscience can take him to his grave

His skills bleeding evil him sweetened by treason

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

I'm throwin around broads playing monkey in the middle

Appearance to his funeral left me boxed like a cubicle.

Who turns a cold shoulder to him and his ego

Kids ain't like reggie jackson, nicki barnes their hero

And dangle him by his tail while i feed him to a grizzly bear.

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare