This is a song about "Jacking"

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

I can tell you carry purses and you’re always jacking tissues,

Cuz i spend my days jacking off

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

And even he was afraid of bumping heads with bert, plus he didn't want his future right hand hurt.

Jacking off lateri chew all you bitches up like a now and laterbrain delivered

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

My shield a paper spittin words like vaporhe'll be at home jacking off

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Vast with the language, better fasten your jackets, im jacking you halfwits

Jacking to some fucking whore whacking on the door

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

"contemplate", i wrote about her

He'll be at home jacking off later

And i can't help but stare, cause

Where did i leave off, jacking off?/