This is a song about "Jack monis"

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Everything's intact, amma king, your a jack.

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Later going to jack some shit as we choke on shaggys spit

Shop at saks fifth like it's a target

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

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

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

But failure's not an option, jack

Just grab a jack, and relax

And all she wants is to dance