This is a song about "Jacking of"

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

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

I never use a fork i always spoon her

He'll be at home jacking off later

Or shift keys or it i placement cause

Where did i leave off, jacking off?/

Return of the king of flow

We magnetizing the ghetto

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

An indicator that this world is not what it seems, not for me, vision blurred

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

Late night hangin out til the sunrise gettin high