This is a song about "Jack streeter"

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

But sarah palin, guarantee i'll jack off to you later

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

The reality is i don't know jack

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

Then go jack a niggas tony award, pawn it at store

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

Just grab a jack, and relax

Now if you give us a chance

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,