This is a song about "Jack s ego"

This is samurai jack

And daddy's in the cadillac

They're noisy they just strain me and my ego

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

Critics’ drool a miniscule growth in his ego

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

But seemingly believe it though

Free from your alter ego

Got ten on the floor, stop playing with flow

Who turns a cold shoulder to him and his ego

Keep the blunt held high just like your fuckin ego

You see the devil is alive but he work slow