This is a song about "Jacks"

87, brick fare, yeah, i’m talking thirty racks

So flip me the facts i started killing all these jacks

Looka this punk jumping back 'n forth jumping jacks trying to show some effort

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

Best friend, girl friend, and my good cousin

Me and black don't fake jacks but we might sling one

You killing all these jacks?your from the racks

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

A biggie imposter bout to turn you into bacon to eat with some flap jacks

These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow