This is a song about "Jack jill"

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Jill you didn't need to help this jokester out with your happy box

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

I'll never call you bitch again

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

The reality is i don't know jack

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

Some sink but others it's quick an simple, like jack and jill bein nimble

H2o flow and i don't hold gate

Of pleasure, jill you did great