This is a song about "Jack the loser"

Jack the rippers an amatuer compaired to me, im the killer creature children are afraid of,

Never no more will you see me, this is the endcause now i know you've been cheatin, i'm a sucka for love

This bitch tried escaping the jack, grabbed her by the throat

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

Whether watching for the feds or avoiding the grim reaper

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

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

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

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

When that money calls i holla back

You cant afford the internet, so the only thing you have to jack off to is

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

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

I eat you like a afternoon snack, and i pour in the side glass some jack/