This is a song about "Jack smith"

You know i got that soul like i'm bessie smith.

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

This track rips, a smith and wesson is my protection

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

There's crack, there's crack

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

To get them niggas while they laid back

The reality is i don't know jack

Be that day to remember trying to chance their perception

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror

The crown ruler is back

We kung-fu that jack black/

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come