This is a song about "Jack holdsworth"

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit

The reality is i don't know jack

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

No one-half and i hate math

And sipping the jack they pass

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

Cause i'm sitting here sipping on guinness

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

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

My four-four's givin payback

We kung-fu that jack black/

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that