This is a song about "Jack nicholson"

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

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

I'm going off the top of the brain

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

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

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Just grab a jack, and relax

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

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

So much class, double d’s and ass

And sipping the jack they pass

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

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