This is a song about "Jack turner"

More money that mean less sleep

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

This is samurai jack

Don’t you be holding back

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

Any young nigga with visions when he's sleeping

Everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back

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

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

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

And sipping the jack they pass

Later going to jack some shit as we choke on shaggys spit

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit