This is a song about "Jack my boy"

I walkin alone, i talkin my tone, i am leaving i'm outta here jack

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

I don't want it on my back

My whip so dope boy it's crack

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Giving em my brain ima get a concussion boy

Man the fuck up like that tall nigga roy

Git out my face looking boy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Playng baseball with my boy tube

Got shit dropped out, don't recoup

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Cos at my altitude i'm not a shitty boy