This is a song about "Jack white"

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

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

"im not saying jack shit"

Can’t you hear that

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

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Next time dont panic when your raped by samurai jack

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

Just grab a jack, and relax

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

We kung-fu that jack black/

Quick flipping up sexy back

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Bringin back osama, hitler, and jack the ripper,