This is a song about "Jack neely"

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

Yeah, the sex in the sack

But failure's not an option, jack

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Next time dont panic when your raped by samurai jack

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

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

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

You got reason to brag

We kung-fu that jack black/