This is a song about "Jack"

Jack off on beats, they're so slain

Can't wear grs, i'm pitching cocaine

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

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

The reality is i don't know jack

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

I said i got my ass beat

I'm damn lost like jack frost in the heat

Im bringing my jack kevorkian kit

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Wit my kin that i came in wit

"im not saying jack shit"

Fuck it to the billions, mike jack feeling

And this will be the song that we sing