This is a song about "Jack browns"

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

I promise i'mma call you back

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

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

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

Greenist moncler shit, earth tones in the winter

Jack your wheels at the red light

Look, now roll my j tight

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

I said i got my ass beat

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

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

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit