This is a song about "Jack turner"

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

A psychopath despite the facts, more than michael jack,

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

The dead society of a poet

"im not saying jack shit"

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit

Weed’s played out, they on that pill shit

The reality is i don't know jack

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

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

Goddamn, the boy's back

This is samurai jack

We kung-fu that jack black/

Sneak up on attack