This is a song about "Jack the killer"

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

Maybe the killer likes to eat people for brunch

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

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

I'm a killer and a thriller, the roster's top biller

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

The next god of thriller, a mother fucking serial killer,

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

Takin' over the scene, couple stacks for the feature

I had the british shows talkin bout bring him back

The reality is i don't know jack

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

When i'm through, i'll probably let you take it back