This is a song about "Jack the youtuber"

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

And sipping the jack they pass

To take all those wrongs and make them right

Jack your wheels at the red light

And daddy's in the cadillac

The reality is i don't know jack

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

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

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

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

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her