This is a song about "Jack o the cunt"

Who swore i'd wouldn't live till twentynow they gotta cope

This bitch tried escaping the jack, grabbed her by the throat

You claim you a dog, my nigga, i’m the vet

Love is a bitch, i made sure the cunt is dead.

Lights will flash, cars will crash

And sipping the jack they pass

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

The reality is i don't know jack

Yeah i know we never got to meet

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

Snapple fact: you rather wack

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

O, the o is for the oppression that's been done to me.