This is a song about "Jack s ego"

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

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

As i seenobody cares about my history

Trapped in your ego and lost your personality,

They're noisy they just strain me and my ego

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

We kung-fu that jack black/

When love comes callin', don’t love back

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Enforce, i'm elegant and

Keep the blunt held high just like your fuckin ego

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

And that maybach, let me take em way back

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

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

These bullets take me anywhere i go, my ego