This is a song about "Jack johnson"

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

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

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

And sipping the jack they pass

Got my foot on the gas

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

May just gon' bring hobo back

We kung-fu that jack black/