This is a song about "Jack burns"

And i got that bait, they all bad

This is samurai jack

So they taught me to spray

It burns shocking me away,

The reality is i don't know jack

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

The world looking out, they on the front row

This bud burns fast but the damages come slow

So you finally got the nerve

My lyrics are on fire it burns,

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Twists it, turns it, beats it, burns it, tortures us in silence