This is a song about "Jack white"

The next day you is everybody target

Recorded it so all my friends could jack to it/

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

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

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Then lost her faith again

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,

"im not saying jack shit"

You can feel it via spirit