This is a song about "Jack shit"

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Next time dont panic when your raped by samurai jack

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

This is samurai jack

Wonder if they take it all back

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

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

The reality is i don't know jack

And i got that bait, they all bad

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

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag