This is a song about "Jack turner"

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

She said to bad shack, playing me like dice and a jack

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

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

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

Can't find her she absent i'm driving while she jack it

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

How they slapping hoes like ike turner

You is not hip then i can not coach her

And now i only listen to this hip-hop shit

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

We kung-fu that jack black/