This is a song about "Jack ferrone"

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

The reality is i don't know jack

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

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

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more

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

Following the king of diamonds, bitch you went ape shit

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

Now this is what i call an evening

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling