This is a song about "Jack cassista"

Living out of bags

Just grab a jack, and relax

Were running wild tonight

Jack your wheels at the red light

I can get straight to the cash

And sipping the jack they pass

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

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

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

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

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

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

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit