This is a song about "Jack the homie"

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac

On a snake who faked the jack, yo, lift it back

Don't believe me, just watch

My homie just beat the charge

Predicting a storm, remember jack the cat? nah? good, me neither/

I'm spotted on different beaches, cohiba smoking reefer

While i'm rubbing on that ass

And sipping the jack they pass

Lay the giant to rest i'm the jack of all trades,

Now war missiles hand guns and grenades

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

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

He's like jack in the box, nobody noticed him

But she gon' throw it back like a quarterback option