This is a song about "Jack reed"

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Man it’s the killer tracks

Just grab a jack, and relax

You gotta new pack of new crack, stop acting o.g you only new jack

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

The reality is i don't know jack

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

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Can't find her she absent i'm driving while she jack it

I’ll be back on the same night

Jack your wheels at the red light