This is a song about "Jack cox"

Just grab a jack, and relax

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

Then go jack a niggas tony award, pawn it at store

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

Yo, i'll bet she be back

This is samurai jack

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

You gotta new pack of new crack, stop acting o.g you only new jack

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

I pray the lord my guns to keep