This is a song about "Jack smelling bad"

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Them hoes be smelling that dick from so far away, they be running

The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called

The music, acoustic smelling the breeze of sea salt

We kung-fu that jack black/

Goddamn, the boy's back

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit

And all she wants is to dance

Just grab a jack, and relax

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

Can't find her she absent i'm driving while she jack it