This is a song about "Jack turkey"

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

The reality is i don't know jack

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Then go jack a niggas tony award, pawn it at store

Next time dont panic when your raped by samurai jack

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Turkey bologna with cheese but no nachos

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

Everything's intact, amma king, your a jack.

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

Sneak up on attack

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

I'm cold on the cold turkey

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty