This is a song about "Jack welch"

And sipping the jack they pass

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

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

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

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

You gotta new pack of new crack, stop acting o.g you only new jack

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

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

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

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

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

Everything's intact, amma king, your a jack.

We kung-fu that jack black/

That moschino shit is so back