This is a song about "Jack madden"

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

The reality is i don't know jack

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

Together all the timethought it was true love

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

I'm about to snap

We kung-fu that jack black/

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

A kraken dragon guilded pad on playing madden spittin fire

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

So fuck that fakes,they madden too much mistakes