This is a song about "Jack ferrone"

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

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Just grab a jack, and relax

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Jack your wheels at the red light

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

Naked woman rub my back

We kung-fu that jack black/