This is a song about "Jack santa"

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

We kung-fu that jack black/

Goddamn, the boy's back

Next time dont panic when your raped by samurai jack

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Santa loves some but in brooklyn, he dodged us.

I say santa you into some banter i got a dare

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Got so lit thought i was a kid and hid it; didn't want santa to see

The reality is i don't know jack

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad