This is a song about "Jack turner"

Jack your wheels at the red light

Left side, left side

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

The reality is i don't know jack

I don't know why i'm even on this track

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

Back-to-back packin' bags back and forth with fifths of jack

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

They think they bring that pain

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling