This is a song about "Jack shreiber"

Don’t you be holding back

We kung-fu that jack black/

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

The reality is i don't know jack

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

Just tell me that i ever meant anything

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

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Nah i don't stunt on niggas, i show'em how to do this shit

Later going to jack some shit as we choke on shaggys spit

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

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