This is a song about "Jack hewitt"

Can't find her she absent i'm driving while she jack it

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

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

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

Bring that dude to life day, he wasn't at the meeting

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

The reality is i don't know jack

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

Well rick james, maury jane

Next time dont panic when your raped by samurai jack

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

We kung-fu that jack black/

That moschino shit is so back