This is a song about "Jack jill"

Jack your wheels at the red light

Whether you wrong or you right

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

She said to bad shack, playing me like dice and a jack

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

"im not saying jack shit"

With g's in my pocket

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

To bag and score, told me her name was jill so i raped her/

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Just grab a jack, and relax

Luxury life, results living bad

But failure's not an option, jack