This is a song about "Jack dahl"

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Your body's right as rain

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

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

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

For setting up traps

Just grab a jack, and relax

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

The reality is i don't know jack

I don't know why i'm even on this track

But failure's not an option, jack

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

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