This is a song about "Jack webster"

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

Next time dont panic when your raped by samurai jack

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

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

He's goin back, leave the road, jack

Make the fingers snap

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

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

I was born to do the damn thing

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

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Just grab a jack, and relax

He just get her bigger bags

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

And sipping the jack they pass