This is a song about "Jack powney"

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

You got reason to brag

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

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

Then go jack a niggas tony award, pawn it at store

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

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

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

It's been nothing but pain

But failure's not an option, jack

Wonder if they take it all back