This is a song about "Jack cox"

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

Later going to jack some shit as we choke on shaggys spit

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

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

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

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

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Razor grips, laser spit

"im not saying jack shit"

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/