This is a song about "Jack the loser"

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/

I'm no loser i'm a winner

I think it excited her

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

Except she's got a little more ass

And sipping the jack they pass

Jack sparrow those who feed off from the trash and soot like maggots

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

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

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

Off of smashing the jack,i had yager we got back to bills,cops looking for us

Clowns.. its like jack the ripper his legend made the public go loud,

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about