This is a song about "Jack hart"

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

Now this is what i call an evening

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

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

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

I ain't interested in fame

When i see u ma hart go bom bom like a beat

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

This is samurai jack

Top dropped down, black on black

But with foolness you're injected, so imma leave your hart to yearn

For them to see just who they would knowbut for me i held concern

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag