This is a song about "Jack richards"

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

I never use a fork i always spoon her

She always comin back

This is samurai jack

And sipping the jack they pass

Little light in the ass

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

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

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

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

So even though you overcame doubt and ya livin' ain't bad