This is a song about "Jack woods"

We kung-fu that jack black/

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Next time dont panic when your raped by samurai jack

The concept is so absurd

In the woods outside on the dirt

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Then leave her dead body in the woods

The woods are dark and its a cold, cold night,

You gotta make sure you aim right

But it's still cool just to dream man because

Rippin' like jack and never leavin' a witness