This is a song about "Jack frost"

Look inside my closet

"im not saying jack shit"

It's buttery as jack frost under some miami heat

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

You gotta adapt though i'm never going back

The reality is i don't know jack

The real cost is being lost heartless frost in my fuckin playscape no escape

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

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

And sipping the jack they pass

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness