This is a song about "Jack dempsey"

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

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

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

Just grab a jack, and relax

I can barely wipe my ass

And sipping the jack they pass

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

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

If your an emcee then that makes me a lyrical genius with hook's like dempsey

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see